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richard rich - way better lyrics

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haha.. i ‘nt really know how to start that sh-t so

happy winter, new york city

it’s not rap… i’m never not gonna have jerk chicken.. or seltzer water.. yeau

i’m always gonna have good weed to smoke and someone good to talk to and sh-t, and that’s it

awuhh!

i dont always touch keys, when i do i reach the top lock
ask me why i squeeze, i’m just trynna keep my glock hot
’til she ready to squeeze, i think i’mma keep my c-ck soft
spit the same kinda sh-t that got pac shot

we got birdies, bali, and bread– it’s chicken pot pie
my b-tch come with a biscuit, think that b-tch was popeye’s
when i’m off that spinach b-tch i feel like popeye
and all you olive oil b-tches? b-tches you are not hot

i’m a top shotta, blood clot batty boy stop lie
miseducation of richard an’you are not zion
supposed to be my day off so no i am not trying
n i’m not going back to bed cuz now i’m not tired

i’m not a yorkshire i’m a f-cking rottweiller
we dont know each other, i only ever say what i am
and i’m not biased, okay well maybe i am
you could come work for me i’ll outsource you to j-pan (it’s not that bad)

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wayyyyy better, way better
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kahlua and coffee, sittin gettin bossy
sippin cough drop, out here gettiin bossed up!
no signs getting thrown, ya gal gettin tossed up
no diamonds are on us, my mind gettin flossed up

poppa santa, often hammered
if you’re in yonkers hit jon up for that arm and hammer
you’re in bronxville? still call jon, he’ll go down traffic his
“be there in an hour” but chu know how traffic is

wrong way down a 1 way? thats bad navi
gave this bimbo fake number and a bad addy
she still got rich’ info, she look like miss info
but she don’t break dance, you are not in my weight cl-ss

you break left, i break right, i like to break ankles
in bape sandals, cross you up like praying spanish catholics
p-ssin out in the back of the chapel
i’m askin’ lord “who the heck got time for that sh-t??”

this is way better, i’mma spray at ay
i’m a straight menace, you should pay ‘ttention
you might could learn something, coulda swore i heard thunder
and seen lightning, and i am still not enlightened

more writers to write with, more b-tches to skype with
more ladies one night with, more lines to write and
and i’m tryin ta win, more higher levels of spirituality to reach!

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this is way better, its way better
this is wayyyy better, its way better
this is way better, way better like

way better…

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