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Ric Flair 

1. (Noun) Legendary wrestler that all decent human beings should strive to be more like.

2. (Verb) To be exhibiting positive qualities.
"Daaaaammm check out that smooth pimp, he's most certainly Ric Flairing."
Ric Flair by Big D February 27, 2005
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ric flair drip

To go boom on a hater

Ric Flair Drip

A song by Offset (of Migos) and Metro Boomin. To use the term Ric Flair Drip is often mistaken to be the adrenaline rush following doing a line of cocaine because Ric Flair was known for doing cocaine. The corect use for the term "Ric Flair Drip" is actually in reference to dressing similarly to Ric Flair in his WWE days, thus dressing more abstractly. Often times an outfit with the "Ric Flair Drip" will have design elements like: glitter or shiny/metalic spots, mixture of formal and casual, very bright/deep colors.
"This new outfit I just bout from the Versace store got the Ric Flair Drip bro!!!"
"Yeah it does bro"
"Thanks bro"
"I love you bro"
"I love you too bro"
".....Bro....."
"..........bro.........."

Ric Flair 

The past, present and future of wrestling. He is made of rubber.
Look at Ric Flair with his manly, rubbery strut!
Ric Flair by Daniel McLaren October 3, 2003

ric flair 

To violently chop somebody across the chest, and then yell, "Woooo! Naitcha Boi Ric Flair! Jet flying, limousine ridin' stylin' and profilin' thirteen time world heavyweight champion! Woooo!" Gotta do the strut too.
As Andrew rounded the corner, I Ric Flaired him. He was initially suprised and hurt, but when I went into the rant and busted out the strut, he slipped into hysterics.
ric flair by Dee Snutz September 5, 2008

Minnesota Backwards Flair Gun Pump 

The delicate art of engaging in anal sex with your significant other while she is on all fours and holding a ripe lemon in her mouth. As you pump her sphincter with your "blue veined throbber" use the flairmaster2000 semiautomatic flair gun that you hook up to an industrial air compressor with the special made 24 inch dildo tip. Repetitively fire the tip into her organs until you are fully stimulated and finally pull your john out of her "sphincy" and bust all over her face.
Tom: "Hey Billy what happened to Sabrina?"
Billy: "Oh, I performed the Minnesota Backwards Flair Gun Pump on her yesterday."
Tom: "Well, that explains all the blood on your bed sheets."