Booklet-RIFF RAFF

CONTENIDO

Introducting The Icon

Yo, wanna know something about my right arm?

I done flex so hard, I set off fire alarms

The fireplace’s outta space with a lion’s belt Big jewels on myself with the tiger smell

Straight out the jungle, sting like kiss Ice real cool, top lip frostbit Cuz now I write Clark Gable on my cable bill Bill Cosby on my couch out in Nashville Couch met her orange on the cornfields High fructose concentrated pepper spillì She was grabbin’ on my schlong doing handstands

Hey Julia it’s Stiles save the last dance

Second glass started, birds in my bottle Only 3 stay forever, that’s 10% I can do the math but I choose to take a nap

Front yard hovercraft on Versace raft Drowned last week, just friend by palm trees Bitch, I could sing a hook like Alicia Keys New pants, 40 grands on the next land

I’m the white Gucci Mane with a spray tan Big bottles don’t wait, you shouldn’t too

What the fuck a wife do? No wedding shoes, no wedding shoes

What the fuck a wife do? No wedding shoes, no wedding shoes

What the fuck a wife do? No wedding shoes

Who you? Who come through doing kung-fu Jinjitsu, eating kung pow when the thunder storm tornado side-symbol on my Guess jeans

You wanna guest list? You wanna fresh kiss?

I gotta double check your French tips Hygiene clean you gene Eugene) dream I dream shake like a camel after one Diplo trippin’ talkin’ ‘bout You gotta focus on the lyrics in your songs, a lot is riding on this album Maaaaan, fuck that gimme piece of chain or medallion Candy-gray Maybach, her ass stay flat You really shouldn’t say that Man, its Riff Raff 30k or better when I touch stage Girl, I crush the stage, rich kids bum-rush the stage Broke whores get rich too, trade-in Isuzus, Buy new friends too, remove tattoos I rock turtleneck in the see-through It’s a clear turtleneck cottle-check? my Versace Glock in my glove box Make sure that I gotta custom-built house with the waterslide from the top floor to the living room Jacuzzi Electric maid cleans the house Jetson Judy, big booty You can be 18 with some soft hands Aw shit look who it is, it’s the Gucci Man with the spray tan Wait, let’s go back to the part near the start where you was talkin’ ‘bout the cleanliness underneath the fingernails

Any bad bitches? That’s an epic fail, can’t do that, who’s that, who’s who I can ball at the mall, shoot hoops too, Whole crew rockin’ sus[?] made my Bruce Bruce

And my wood wheel is a bruce fruce[? She had a vibe I could vibe with, Thought I was flying had to go sit by the pilot cuz she smelled like Rikers Island Straight mash straight stiff for ‘em with a? Could I get some RiFF promotion?] or where the fuck my label at? It’s Riff Raff here, hit a couple lines of rice cuz I’m tryna get my six-pack back, You should move packs at your preschool No common sense, but I don’t sit on the bench, Rap game Johnny Bench, who my fans clench Waiting on my chance to ball, waiting on you to fall off softly Used to move ounces through my counselor’s office 8 ball in my back pocket but I do not play pool Play by the pool, 10 10 beige drool While I lay by the old man, just working on my skin tone/ho[?]

The fuck you want respect from the butterscotch boss when I floss, rap game Randy Moss in the cotton candy Buick sittin’ on Brazilian gloss Hope you ready for that Neon Icon, It just dropped right now Came through in the Benz bright brown

KOKAYNE

LETRA

I brought out the rice They were down to play We were up all night on cocaine

We were up all night on cocaine

We were up all night on cocaine

I brought out the rice They were down to play We were up all night on cocaine

We were up all night on cocaine We were up all night on cocaine

They call me Jonny Quest And its a nice night The ice bright And they brighter than a lightning strike The lightning coast, glide a coast, the Pacific coast I run the keys to Jamaica, Usain Bolt I make a boat and boasting bragging in the Aston Martin

A lot of shit up on my chest, Dolly Parton

The Iphone got Carson Daley on the karaoke My skin tone same colour as the french toast

Dangleberry hop, breaking in the bird flock

Aw shit look who it is the white Chris Rock

I then done spent a grand on a ham steak I should charge you ten grand for a handshake Maybe twenty K on a show and tell Now its 3AM, taco bell I’m stacking up my cheese like a taco shell I’m sliding through your city on a turtle shell

I need it, I want it I would do anything for it It brings my life enjoyment Up all night to the early morning

I need it, I want it I would do anything for it It brings my life enjoyment Up all night to the early morning Up all night to the early morning Up all night to the early morning Up all night to the early morning I would do anything for it It brings my life enjoyment Up all night to the early morning

I need it, I want it I would do anything for it It brings my life enjoyment Up all night to the early morning

Wetter Than Tsunami

LETRA Ice on my wrists and I ball like q rich Ice on my wrists and I ball like q rich Smoking in the club, have a nicotine fit Ice on my hand and I shoulda won a grammy Step inside the club and I’m smelling like miami

In the kitchen cooking cookies, but I’m not yo damn granny Now they wanna copy because I’m wetter than tsunami Now they wanna copy because I’m wetter than tsunami Kitchen cooking cookies, but I’m not yo damn granny Step inside the club and I’m smelling like miami Ice on my hands, should have won a damn grammy

I made a lane, lane made of gold

I can shoot a bb through a frosted cheerio From fifty yards away, I can ride blades

I can make it rain even on a sunny day

At the days inn, still play to win I can buy a benz even if I ride a schwinn

Twenty inch rims, man that shit’s too small Met this bitch at the mall, ass like two volleyballs Supersize the chain, like it was mcdonald’s Ice a whole frame, snowman, abominable Laughing at the bank, man that shit is comical 50 Inch byzantine, damn near froze my abdominal

Who me? You know who I are Might crash my car then buy the whole bar Yea we can talk, don’t be a stranger Step inside the club and I smell like power ranger Oriental wrists, with the rocks on my finger Ice in my ear, looks like a baby penguin Circle make a square fool, on august 5th Banana bird fists looks like panda piss Should I rock the braids, permed out fur Walking ‘round town, rock twenty k below Hyper color chain with the similac flow Rocking all this snow, might freeze a rainbow

LETRA

Hey everybody, this is the moon talking to you I’m calling in from outer space, it’s a pretty far distance But I-, I figured I’d reach out and talk to you

This is Jody Three Moons talking to you Now, there’s a lot of problems in people’s eyes

And there’s a lot of bad things, and a lot of good things

Sometimes the bad things seem to outweigh the good things But it’s not always gonna be like that

There’s some memories we can’t get back Some of the good cherished memories that we just can’t remember

Where do they go?

This is the moon talking to you, it’s the actual moon I want you to be nice to everybody you’re around And it’s okay to just go ahead and let them tears fall like waterfalls

Like Versace little rain drops

You close your eyes and you dream about a better place

This is the moon talking to you, simply the moon

Jody Three Moons, Neon Icon

Jody 3 Moons (Skit)

Versace Python

LETRA

As the days keep turning

As the world keeps burning

As my soul keeps learning Tears fall from the castles around my heart

Paperboy, top noise Now I’m in Chinatown, bok choy Should’ve took a pill, Clamicil The way I ball that I could’ve played for Vanderbilt When they talk me down They gotta speak up When they say my name Jody They talking bout Jody They talking Jody Highroller I keep the syrup in my soda

As the days keep turning

As the world keeps burning As my soul keeps learning Tears fall from the castles around my heart

As the days keep turning

As the world keeps burning As my soul keeps learning

Tears fall from the castles around my heart

When I wake up, its a mystery

Every time I open my mouth, history 2K13 dreams in a limousine

The world burns slow, kerosene Candle wax melts, in my fortress I sit alone, my heart stoned My thoughts get assorted I know you can’t afford it Jody, Highroller

As the days keep turning

As the world keeps burning As my soul keeps learning Tears fall from the castles around my heart

As the days keep turning As the world keeps burning As my soul keeps learning Tears fall from the castles around my heart

As the days keep turning

As the world keeps burning As my soul keeps learning Tears fall from the castles around my heart

Nektar: My mind goes round like a roundabout Whistles and sings Darker than darkest night Sweeter than spring Riff Raff: Yeah mysterious, (mysterious), my mermaids are bi-curious She done got intoxicated, girlfriend is furious Just in case, I pack the paper in the briefcase Rain water, roof taste, Pistol Pete White Louis suitcase, with the singin’ hook like Frankie Lymon Shout to the Baywatch, David Hasselhoff hair Or the Allen Iverson braids, zig zags on designer Softened beautiful face with the puzzle piece lineup Edge up, I done got fed up Ate the pork chop sandwich with the tartar sauce In the packet that I found in my purple Prada pocket protector I could say anything about luck, you need to shut the, fuck up Like an addict threw up, I done

poured a four in a codeine Sonic the Hedgehog club verses Knuckles in my mailbox cup I done, I done poured a four in a codeine Sonic the Hedgehog club verses Knuckles in my mailbox cup

Childish Gambino: Nigga hold up, what is this? You ain’t supposed to be here, yeah your name wasn’t on that list We even checked the email that was sent from up above, or rather all around us Screams in my dreams like a One Direction concert, so We’re on our own, so alone in the universe We sent people to the moon and now we know just the two of us By heart, my art, I don’t wanna explain it I knew it, he bullshit, he up his own anus Instagrams with his fans, man, he wish he was famous Stop talking about your heart, we give a fuck, entertain us Why this nigga the lamest, why his clothes so the plainest? And I know the ones who hate us, be the sames to say we made it

Man fuck the vindicated, and the faded, at least they influence How do we become the God? Language we learned in fluent Understand who you are, they told us to be patient

But it’s pointless like the use of emojis in conversation Question mark face What does it mean? It means stay up on your life, focus on them sixteens But they want that fifteen like Sharkeisha and Terio Yeah, you getting your shine, but nigga, are you eating, though?

Childish Gambino: If you’re welcome, are you fine? You will Want to love yourself, free your mind We are Turnin’ into the god we know I will Never give up hope, we’ll be fine

My mind expands to a great degree A feeling that must be free All that’s left is you and me And you’re gone

Versace Python

Tip-toeing in my Jordans

I done came down Tip-toeing in my Jordans

copped a Porsche

in my foreign

motherfuckers borin’

sleeping on me, snorin’ Don’t worry, cause I’m

What’s up to my partners, what’s up to my haters

I done fucked around and sang a hook like Anita Baker Neon Icon, 57 city tourin’

first class to Spain, you still buying

(Polo!)

rock huaraches in a photo, Porsche

My shirt say Versace, TV screen in my left

from California, but I done moved to

My bad, I’m dyslexic in a four-door

At the titty bar, I ain’t afraid to tip em

Still rocking Js, still fuck minimum wage I just left neon rave, tip-toeing through my batcave, cause I’m...

Tip-toeing in my Jordans Waking up at the crack of dawn, webcam recordin’

All my girlfriends gorgeous, you probably can’t afford them

My Brazilian twins got flagged and deported This one’s for them ballers who be rocking fresh Jordans Security gate, finger scan, panther on the porches

Back door open, Otis pulled up in a Lotus Used to drive a Focus but we’re still rocking Jordans California rolled shrimp, temporal I’m rocking seven rings like my last name was Jordan I’m at a slumber party, girls only, got you mad

But you can sleep outside, here’s my Versace sleeping bag

Maybe You Love Me (feat. Mike Posner)

Maybe you love me

Maybe you don’t Don’t try to play me I’m the same as before Uhh, yea Ain’t it my agenda? (agenda) I’m a corner bender (bender) Big money spender, never been a money lender (lender)

You could be my friend or you could be my enemy Two choices in front of you, it really don’t offend me (offend me)

If I’m a free man (man), don’t apprehend me (yep) Don’t contradict me, situation could get sticky (sticky)

Rap game Lebron James, first round pick me (pick me)

Now we in the back of my Bentley, she want to tickle me

On her neck was a hickey, had to take a second glance

She looking damn good in her spandex pants (that ass)

My skills bending hands, no more shaking hands You got to bring some bad bitches if you want a second chance Riff

Im so gay hahahaha

Maybe you don’t Don’t try to play me I’m the same as before People talk about the new me Say what you want Maybe you love me Maybe you don’t (Maybe you don’t)

If you don’t want to love me, you don’t got to love me no more (And we can restart) (Real) ? looking young, but I’m looking yonder (yonder) Hot like five saunas, my shoelaces is iguana (iguana) Trump towers with Donald (Donald) I can’t drive a Honda (uh uh)

Now I got options, you can hate me if you wanna You used to be so pretty (pretty) I kiss you on the titty (titty) Take trips to Mississippi because your attitude is shitty (damn) Now you got a choice, listen to my voice (voice) Make your legs moist when I push a Rolls Royce (vroom) Push button start (start) I pull a car apart You should practice martial arts, the way you karate chop my heart I could leave your ass or you could play your part (part) You could reset or we could restart

RiFF RAFF: It’s Pierce Brosnan, cross you up like Allen Ivey (what?) It’s Allen Iverson, Versace rim with lemon tint The lime Benz candy coated with the applesauce (sauce) The apple gloss, I’m on a beach, David Hasselhoff (what?)

Hassle me I’m Tim McGraw, I don’t pass the ball (no) Ball hard, fourth quarter, shoot the lights off Fast break, three-on-one, I’ll tear the basket off (get off) Aw shit, look who it is the white Wesley Snipes Rocky Byzantine, my attitude is Charlie Sheen Walk around with more rice on me than a triple beam The mansion, three-stories, living room with trampoline Mi casa so big it took the maids the whole week to clean

I don’t like to drive Versace jeans in the limousine I could freestyle to a dolphin and a tambourine The snow abominable laughin’ inside my golden vault The Candy Copper Helicopter when I’m playing golf (fore)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Mac Miller: Yeah, I got bitches by the catalogue playing leapfrog Butt-naked in the livin’ room, look like Reese Witherspoon (Real fine classic bitch) What’s up? I’m bumping Dean Martin Christmas tunes Every time I open up my email see another million (I’m rich) That bitch wanna suck my dick then she better floss Clean her teeth for a boss, Randy Moss Diamonds on the cross, swear to God I’m a god though

I don’t mean no blasphemy, Jesus eat at Applebee’s I’m with my bitch in the bed watching Game of Thrones Waiting ‘til Khaleesi’s dragon’s big enough to take control Rich as Vince MacMahon, your bitch look like Triple H Keep that pussy on lock, put it in a safe All my chains on, flexing while I’m shootin’ Vines Hoes love me, watchin’ all of them like a million times (replay on that ass) I’m throwing money on your face, we forever paid These hoes thirsty and I look like pink lemonade (lemonade) Taste great (taste great) Grade A (grade A) Grab your bitch take a vacay (in Bahamas)

Coming at these haters, A-K (that’s the llama) Ahhh, yeah, I got ya!

LETRA

Ah-ah-hem, Ah-ah-hem Tinsley

I do say what a lovely evening we have thus forth I’ve partaken in many feasts, but these festivities have been of the best Ah! Miss Clementine how are you?

Yeah, oh it’s a lovely day in jolly, jolly old Saint Pottersville It’s just moseying on downon down the epic trail of life, as opposed to theNice Bloomingdales, how are they Bloomingdales? Ah! Ah, so- so pretty Ah I appreciate it Oh, I appreciate the wine you gave me last night it was quite-, it was the quite the fancy!

It was quite the fancy for me and the family Oh just-, just a thick of a day My grandfather just knitted some stockings! Yes he did!

What is the moseying on? Let’s go over here and have tea and crumpets

And just go back to over to our little cave holes Just a poster for the breads, it’s a two for one special here, y’see?

It’s just a two for one special, it’s just a big two for one

It’s just a big stupid two for one special I mean it is a ridiculous amount of two for one specials

LETRA

Its called time people and If you don’t slow down and Realize what you’re doing You might lose everything Cause time goes by It goes on And it don’t stop I said time goes by It goes on And it don’t stop Sometimes I feel, feel like my time has passed Like I’m an hourglass, and the sand is moving fast (moving too fast) In this life I live, my dad is my best friend But it seems like I never call him, unless I need some money The people around me, I mean the ones that I do have It’s like their here today, they’ll probably be gone tomorrow

When its raining hard, and my car breaks down I got no one to call on, except triple-A

Here we go again, in my life all alone again I got no wife, I got no kids No one to come home to, no one to cook for me And when I’m sick, its a catastrophe My days are slow, and my nights are cold And to go to sleep I gotta keep the TV on (love my TV on)

My ex still calls me up, she asks if im doing fine But she has a daughter (how am I gonna be fine?)

And the baby ain’t mine

Do all my time up on this earth they told what I couldn’t make (what I couldn’t make) And I gotta put it in their face (put it in their face) Was all my grind just a waste of time? I think that they’re hearing me, but they don’t wanna really deal with me Through all these years, from what I’ve seen I’ve had friends steal from me, the same ones who lived with me

When I got grown and dropped out of school Nobody was broke with me, but now they all wanna roll with me

How To Be the Man

LETRA

Show you how to be man, how to be the boss How to come through with seven coats of the gloss Show you how to be man, show you how to be man Show you how to be man, how to be the boss How to buy the car, how to buy the house Show you how to be man, show you how to be man

Riff Raff: Uh back in eight grade, banana berry wrist Teacher wanna tell me be realistic That bitch tryna tell me be realistic? I pull up 5 years later in a drop top six Butterscotch twist, cheek-checklin’ lipstick Might be in a movie, with barry sanders Might be adam sandler, and my cup is pink panther

High school, I-I-I was on the news Fist full of jewels looks like a swimming pool Aqua-shock start, glow in the dark shark Mark my words, I don’t need acceptance I’m catching interceptions on you innocent

pedestrians, (touchdown) Suckers keep on flexin, I’m bringing out the rice Jody shaking dice watching miami vice, syrup in my slice That’s a given, now I’m the man but I’m crawling like a kitten Teach him

Riff Raff: Packin my luggage, push get to shoving Show jody loving when I’m flipping candy pumpkin Might hit the club and it’s the white danny glover Rap game uncle ben pulling rice out the oven Now I’m julius caesar in the versace wife beater Would go on vacation but my whole life’s a weekend Whole a lotta money, all bills paid Next pay day I’m buying 3 or 4 chains Now I’m picture perfect, shoulda been a surfer Aww shit look who it is, it’s the white eddie murphy

Big balling, no stopping Trunk steady knockin, floatin through the sky M-M-Mary Poppins

LETRA

Amber Coffman: I love for sure how you look, yeah I’ll run the way to the sky, oh I’m never coming down

Riff Raff: Tryna keep my cool, neck full of jewels Been grinding twenty years like a damn fool Everything I own I done worked for No kids, no wife, no child support You think this life is luck? No shortcuts If I could I’d live my life inside a tour bus I could remember being 19, nice dreams Nightmares, crystal stares, they don’t like me Flashback ‘94 Honda Hatchback Had to pull these streets away from the club cause the windshield cracked Fast throttle, ‘course I drive the black Porsche Everything inside my closet I done paid for

Riff Raff: You say that I’m not the one That I can’t stunt That I didn’t grind Always wanna stunt my shine I ain’t feeling fine Need me a glass of wine, so I can cool it down

Riff Raff: Yeah, glacier berry watch, got time froze I done, I done shook dice with Pete Rose Crew cut, top peeled back like a nice orange I used to shoot jumpers with precise form They wanna tell you what you can’t do based on formal facts

If I wanted to hear that bullshit I’d be in history class

If I’d have been around you five minutes I’d need a six pack If I would’ve listened to your bitch ass I wouldn’t be Riff Raff

VIP Pass to My Heart

LETRA You got the VIP pass to my heart

You got the key with the lock on it

It’d be shame if you don’t open it

It’d be shame if you don’t open it

How To Be the Man

LETRA

Show you how to be man, how to be the boss

How to come through with seven coats of the gloss Show you how to be man, show you how to be man Show you how to be man, how to be the boss How to buy the car, how to buy the house Show you how to be man, show you how to be man

Riff Raff: Uh back in eight grade, banana berry wrist Teacher wanna tell me be realistic That bitch tryna tell me be realistic? I pull up 5 years later in a drop top six Butterscotch twist, cheek-checklin’ lipstick Might be in a movie, with barry sanders Might be adam sandler, and my cup is pink panther

High school, I-I-I was on the news Fist full of jewels looks like a swimming pool Aqua-shock start, glow in the dark shark Mark my words, I don’t need acceptance I’m catching interceptions on you innocent

pedestrians, (touchdown) Suckers keep on flexin, I’m bringing out the rice Jody shaking dice watching miami vice, syrup in my slice That’s a given, now I’m the man but I’m crawling like a kitten Teach him

Riff Raff: Packin my luggage, push get to shoving Show jody loving when I’m flipping candy pumpkin Might hit the club and it’s the white danny glover Rap game uncle ben pulling rice out the oven Now I’m julius caesar in the versace wife beater Would go on vacation but my whole life’s a weekend Whole a lotta money, all bills paid Next pay day I’m buying 3 or 4 chains Now I’m picture perfect, shoulda been a surfer Aww shit look who it is, it’s the white eddie murphy

Big balling, no stopping Trunk steady knockin, floatin through the sky M-M-Mary Poppins