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Puerto Rican Rice Video (MV)




Performed By: 954tongel
Length: 2:49
Written by: John Tongel III




954tongel - Puerto Rican Rice Lyrics
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Your body is a work of art, God must've took his time
I️ been in the studio
You been living life
I️ just wanna talk to you, I️ just wanna vibe
But tell your girls to stay up out your ear with all them lies
Baby I️ just wanna show you all the good in life
Let you meet my momma, give you good advice
Baby cook me up a pot of Puerto Rican rice
Ima treat you like soulmate, my Puerto Rican wife
God bless the ones who made you
Can't nobody replace you
I️ know these bitches hate but please but don't never let them phase you
I️'ll never f*ck you over
Your momma raised a soldier
We make each other better, still you can't keep your composure
I️ can't keep my hands off of you
You make me feel like seventeen
I️ been watching your every move
Let me take you to heaven street
I️ can see our future look into my crystal ball
Put you on a pedestal, never let you fall
Know we got our problems your friends love to get involved
And you know I️ f*ckin' hate when you ain't picking up my calls
These dudes stand in line to shoot they shot
And you ain't never even glancing at the coupe they got
Could give a f*ck less
Looking like a snack in your low cut dress
Hate to say it but I️ love that face you make when you get upset
This life is stressful all I️ think about is you
I'm bout to change up out these clothes then make you change up out that mood
This world is black and white but you just came right out the blue
I️ can sit and think for years but can't a thing amount to you
I️ can't keep my hands off of you
You make me feel like seventeen
I️ been watching your every move
Let me take you to heaven street
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Your body is a work of art, God must've took his time
I️ been in the studio
You been living life
I️ just wanna talk to you, I️ just wanna vibe
But tell your girls to stay up out your ear with all them lies
Baby I️ just wanna show you all the good in life
Let you meet my momma, give you good advice
Baby cook me up a pot of Puerto Rican rice
Ima treat you like soulmate, my Puerto Rican wife
God bless the ones who made you
Can't nobody replace you
I️ know these bitches hate but please but don't never let them phase you
I️'ll never f*ck you over
Your momma raised a soldier
We make each other better, still you can't keep your composure
I️ can't keep my hands off of you
You make me feel like seventeen
I️ been watching your every move
Let me take you to heaven street
I️ can see our future look into my crystal ball
Put you on a pedestal, never let you fall
Know we got our problems your friends love to get involved
And you know I️ f*ckin' hate when you ain't picking up my calls
These dudes stand in line to shoot they shot
And you ain't never even glancing at the coupe they got
Could give a f*ck less
Looking like a snack in your low cut dress
Hate to say it but I️ love that face you make when you get upset
This life is stressful all I️ think about is you
I'm bout to change up out these clothes then make you change up out that mood
This world is black and white but you just came right out the blue
I️ can sit and think for years but can't a thing amount to you
I️ can't keep my hands off of you
You make me feel like seventeen
I️ been watching your every move
Let me take you to heaven street
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Writer: John Tongel III
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