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richie cunning – need u bad (remix) lyrics

[intro]

[verse 1: richie cunning, grip grand]
you feel it?
now, now
put your money down, put your drinks up, rec league is in the building
on a mission from the top hill y’all still tryna get in touch with your inner children
where the weed at? where the bar is? we got some things to do
i tell the crowd, “get as loud as you can”, they eating out of my hand like finger food
how you love that, where the love at? i’m about to blaze an acre
give me one night, all i need is one mic, got them on the run like bay to breakers
put your drinks down, put your money up, everybody just p-ss the green
and they all wanna see grip spit the flame, so f-ck water, i just sip gasoline

[bridge: richie cunning, grip grand]
the flow too hot, cool it now like new edition
you can’t f-ck with the rec, dawg, you stupid, listen
you need to save your breath, be more fuel efficient
while we keep sh-t moving like the sewer system
they try to make the music stop, but did we quit?
no. we tryna take it to the top like a ski lift
i got a visual flow, i make ’em sea sick
lines that i spit are so ill, i make me sick

[verse 2: richie cunning, grip grand]
never slow down, never slow up, never gave in, never gave out
grip never give less than the best so the rest, know there’s no contest like a rain-out
and there’s no prospect of a pay-out, men are so complex like a schizo
and we all love a simple flow, but your sh-t got us all bored stiff like a crypto
so frisco, so west coast, you can check my driver’s license
rich cunning reside in california, spitting on the corner like a fire hydrant
i’m feeling good, he feeling good, everybody okay
and we gon’ stay feeling good till the day we call it quits, and everybody gon’ say
“i need you bad like the air i breathe, bad like some therapy
bad like eric b. and rakim with just eric b.”
step to me, i guarantee it end unsuccessfully
i show you how to make it, i’m the motherf-cking recipe
yeah, sprinkle some rec on it, and let the pot simmer
we be some meat pork chops, y’all just chop liver
my team the last of our kind, we some polar bears
f-ck a single, we remix your whole career
i don’t remix the song (what), i just remove your vocals
then we fix the song (yo) with some smoother vocals
yeah, you need me bad. gl-ss half empty like there’s bread
gl-ss half full like my reefer bag
break out the legal pad, i’m developing schemes
big things on my mind, i got elephant dreams
what can i say, the rec is a h-ll of a team
yo dj, bring back the red, yellow and green

- richie cunning lyrics

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