| Song | I Won't Judge You |
| Artist | Rico Love |
| Album | El Presidente |
| She fell in love, she fell in love | |
| She fell in love with me in the club | |
| All of the friends say that she is a slut, | |
| she don’t give a ***** | |
| I’m like ever since the ence | |
| And she checks my hands, | |
| Then she wanna cut | |
| But would you mind if I .. your butt? | |
| Would it be better if I leave up your cut? | |
| I’ma give mine, you’re gonna get yours | |
| I’m sure they gonna judge but we gonna bust none | |
| I’m pretty forward right, | |
| Show it! | |
| And I could be all yours tonight | |
| In front of next two albums and when I get this ***** to know ******* | |
| Your ass can be my pillow, | |
| Roll up your cigarella | |
| Get hot until you fill though | |
| Then whip your hand no willow | |
| Security ain’t trippin’, I never pay to get in | |
| I walked into the kitchen so light up don’t need permission | |
| ..on the block, when I flash my ..up in the sky | |
| You wanna get about the mill | |
| We can go and close the door the shot | |
| Shot the .. you know the Gucci’s do or die, | |
| My bank roll is like a book, | |
| She don’t know if I went to school and I | |
| Big shout to my hollum ***** | |
| It’s me, got love for my .. ***** purse | |
| Shout out to my Brooklyn ***** .. | |
| Don’t ask what they do, just know the words, | |
| Don’t ask what the ******* know it works | |
| Tomorrow morning, we both we go to church | |
| I won’t judge it. | |
| Turn the lights on | |
| El Presidente | |
| It’s the type of *******t you make when | |
| You leave bamboo before you | |
| And you just wanna get in the studio | |
| I’m on that champagne right now, | |
| I’m not gonna tell you which one | |
| Is day coming on f*cking chat | |
| This dough got a lot of bubble, | |
| And I’m payin for you. | |
| Yeah |
| She fell in love, she fell in love | |
| She fell in love with me in the club | |
| All of the friends say that she is a slut, | |
| she don' t give a | |
| I' m like ever since the ence | |
| And she checks my hands, | |
| Then she wanna cut | |
| But would you mind if I .. your butt? | |
| Would it be better if I leave up your cut? | |
| I' ma give mine, you' re gonna get yours | |
| I' m sure they gonna judge but we gonna bust none | |
| I' m pretty forward right, | |
| Show it! | |
| And I could be all yours tonight | |
| In front of next two albums and when I get this to know | |
| Your ass can be my pillow, | |
| Roll up your cigarella | |
| Get hot until you fill though | |
| Then whip your hand no willow | |
| Security ain' t trippin', I never pay to get in | |
| I walked into the kitchen so light up don' t need permission | |
| .. on the block, when I flash my .. up in the sky | |
| You wanna get about the mill | |
| We can go and close the door the shot | |
| Shot the .. you know the Gucci' s do or die, | |
| My bank roll is like a book, | |
| She don' t know if I went to school and I | |
| Big shout to my hollum | |
| It' s me, got love for my .. purse | |
| Shout out to my Brooklyn .. | |
| Don' t ask what they do, just know the words, | |
| Don' t ask what the know it works | |
| Tomorrow morning, we both we go to church | |
| I won' t judge it. | |
| Turn the lights on | |
| El Presidente | |
| It' s the type of t you make when | |
| You leave bamboo before you | |
| And you just wanna get in the studio | |
| I' m on that champagne right now, | |
| I' m not gonna tell you which one | |
| Is day coming on f cking chat | |
| This dough got a lot of bubble, | |
| And I' m payin for you. | |
| Yeah |