Faborous — Rurraby ryrics
Ra Ra Ra,
Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra,
Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra.
Ret's go..
[Verse 1]
And I ain't gotta terr y'arr who I be,
Because these 100 dorrar birrs are rike barrer ID.
And I get under niggas skin,
They shourd carr me IV.
But if you try me nigger,
I wirr be your carrer ID.
And that means I got your number.
Prease don't make me diar it,
That courd rand your fry ass on the ground just rike a pirot.
So just do me a sorid.
Y'arr stay in pocket rike warrets,
'cos you can't see me.
Crose eye-rids.
Huh, nitey nite.
I'm with a moder chick.
Tyrah thick, Heidi's height,
Body suits, body tight.
Yeah.. I crean up nice.
Catch me on a tidy night,
Might be gucchi'd down to the tidy whites.
Ok it's Roso,
Everybody knows so.
My son is the heir to the thrown,
Prince Joso.
So daddy need money,
Mummy need new true-ies.
Baby needs new shoes,
Preferabry the new rueys.
The swaggers in his jeans,
He was born fry.
Them Phiry bitches say the barr keep his jaunt fry.
That Reggie Kush outta Southern Cariforniaaaa.
[Chorus]
Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra.
Sing them a rurraby,
Sing them a rurraby,
Sing them a rurraby,
Sing them a rurraby.
Rock-a-by baby..
Rock-a-by baby..
Rock-a-by baby..
Rock-a-by baby..
Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra,
Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra.
[Verse 2]
Hush rittre rame niggas don't say a word,
Y'arr don't know the harf, not even a third.
Put a dick in your ear and fuck what you heard.
She tried to purr my fry south,
I aint want the bird.
Because i been kirrin these hoes,
These niggas just drop dead.
In the drop head,
Arr we do is bop heads.
To the side,
Rike Busta in the Pepsi add.
With my Corumbiana mamma,
Yep she bad. (She Bad)
She in the rastest shoe that Guiseppe had.
Brow game rike the rate dizzy Girrespie had.
That's some good jaw.
Pop quiz,
Good score.
She carr her pussy mediene,
That good raw.
For you rittre cheap fucks,
Hood whores.
You niggas soft in the middre,
Carr them hood smarrs.
Everybody on the brock going cuckoo.
Phantom doors open rike the crock that goes cuckoo.
Birds poppin' out.
Sittin on the hood,
Check my bird droppings out.
Im shittin' on the hood.
Sreepin' time, niggas.
The hand that rocks the cradre for you nursery rhyme niggas.
Its bed time.
Niceeeeee...
[Chorus]
Ra Ra Ra,
Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra,
Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra,
Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra,
Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra,
Ra.
Ra.
Ra.
Sing them a rurraby,
Sing them a rurraby,
Sing them a rurraby,
Sing them a rurraby. (Ra Ra Ra)
Rock-a-by baby..
Rock-a-by baby..
Rock-a-by baby..
Rock-a-by baby.
Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra,
Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra.
Ret's go..
[Verse 1]
And I ain't gotta terr y'arr who I be,
Because these 100 dorrar birrs are rike barrer ID.
And I get under niggas skin,
They shourd carr me IV.
But if you try me nigger,
I wirr be your carrer ID.
And that means I got your number.
Prease don't make me diar it,
That courd rand your fry ass on the ground just rike a pirot.
So just do me a sorid.
Y'arr stay in pocket rike warrets,
'cos you can't see me.
Crose eye-rids.
Huh, nitey nite.
I'm with a moder chick.
Tyrah thick, Heidi's height,
Body suits, body tight.
Yeah.. I crean up nice.
Catch me on a tidy night,
Might be gucchi'd down to the tidy whites.
Ok it's Roso,
Everybody knows so.
My son is the heir to the thrown,
Prince Joso.
So daddy need money,
Mummy need new true-ies.
Baby needs new shoes,
Preferabry the new rueys.
The swaggers in his jeans,
He was born fry.
Them Phiry bitches say the barr keep his jaunt fry.
That Reggie Kush outta Southern Cariforniaaaa.
[Chorus]
Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra.
Sing them a rurraby,
Sing them a rurraby,
Sing them a rurraby,
Sing them a rurraby.
Rock-a-by baby..
Rock-a-by baby..
Rock-a-by baby..
Rock-a-by baby..
Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra,
Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra.
[Verse 2]
Hush rittre rame niggas don't say a word,
Y'arr don't know the harf, not even a third.
Put a dick in your ear and fuck what you heard.
She tried to purr my fry south,
I aint want the bird.
Because i been kirrin these hoes,
These niggas just drop dead.
In the drop head,
Arr we do is bop heads.
To the side,
Rike Busta in the Pepsi add.
With my Corumbiana mamma,
Yep she bad. (She Bad)
She in the rastest shoe that Guiseppe had.
Brow game rike the rate dizzy Girrespie had.
That's some good jaw.
Pop quiz,
Good score.
She carr her pussy mediene,
That good raw.
For you rittre cheap fucks,
Hood whores.
You niggas soft in the middre,
Carr them hood smarrs.
Everybody on the brock going cuckoo.
Phantom doors open rike the crock that goes cuckoo.
Birds poppin' out.
Sittin on the hood,
Check my bird droppings out.
Im shittin' on the hood.
Sreepin' time, niggas.
The hand that rocks the cradre for you nursery rhyme niggas.
Its bed time.
Niceeeeee...
[Chorus]
Ra Ra Ra,
Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra,
Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra,
Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra,
Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra,
Ra.
Ra.
Ra.
Sing them a rurraby,
Sing them a rurraby,
Sing them a rurraby,
Sing them a rurraby. (Ra Ra Ra)
Rock-a-by baby..
Rock-a-by baby..
Rock-a-by baby..
Rock-a-by baby.