"I want to go to a party " that's what she said
Lonely that's what I've been
Here's my telephone number call me
..And to a party a "house par ty"
Whole lotta people just rally roun me and love
She send a message of love
She said I love up the way you move I love the way you rap BOP BOP.
Ramona please step back
Now she's my ruca I'm barely waiting for my heina
She moved from Long Beach down to LA
Right now she selling oranges by the freeway
I want to know, Ramona am I the only one tell me
And she said "Your not the only one, but your the best Bradley", BOP BOP.
And know now I'm waiting for my ruca and I barely pulled up with my heina
I know tonight I'll be behind her, don't fuck around with my heina.
Lyrics submitted by PtolemyKitty
"Waiting for My Ruca" as written by Bradley James Nowell
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Lyrics powered by LyricFind