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richard monáe & d-wall – eisenhower lyrics

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[intro: richard monáe]
woo!
yeah
ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
let’s go!
let’s get it!
lil rich
lil f-ckin’ rich
oh sh-t!

[verse 1: richard monáe]
tell stello i’ma need a black mask
tell the bank “n0body move!”
i need the cash
no squirtgun, but i make her splash (squirt, squirt)
if you hit the b-tton
don’t call batman when i’m robbin’
hit a lick
so she grabbed the d-ck
wasn’t feelin’ it
so she stole the money clip

to be honest, i don’t give a sh-t
my d-ck look like a blimp and you’re a wimp
stop talkin’ sh-t before you get hit

boy, you talkin’ out your neck
no beef, i’m too busy cashing checks
i’m up next
when i saw your girl, i told mtv next
i’m just tryin’ to flex
i’m just tryin’ to live life
tryin’ to get from store ramen to hibachi rice (rice!)
yeah, that sh-t sound nice
tryin’ to get so rich, i forget the price
tryin’ to get that ice
so thick that i could play hockey
from the sticks
always keep that blade on me (stab, stab)
you know what i be sayin’
tryin’ to look nice today
tryin’ to get paid
still give me the top, like a hat
too busy for the cat
too busy to get laid is what i’ma say
lil rich in the cut, like a staff infection
we takin’ over
we ain’t playin’

you know she sprayin’
not with that gun play

my money on april showers
make it rain for hours
i’d rather smoke and watch austin powers
mixing uppers with downers
in the kitchen, no flour
d-wall got the sour
high as a tower
call me eisenhower
tryin’ to get to mars
tryin’ to reach the stars by stacking bars on bars

[verse 2: d-wall]
bars on bars
swag is weird, it came from mars
burn the blunt to a roach in a minute
think i might’ve hit my limit
aw sh-t!
i can’t see straight (nah)
i can’t see hate (nah)
shut your f-cking mouth ‘fore i berate (yah)
kush keepin’ me safe
straight to the face
hundreds in my briefcase
that’s my keepsakes (yuh, yuh)
presidential like dwight d
d-wall in the dub-v
rolling fat tree
nah, you’ll never be
as high as me
as high as me
as high as me
like i’m dwight d
as high as me
as high as me
as high as me
chillin’ in the dub-v

[outro: d-wall]
d-wall
monáe



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