richie rich - playboy lyrics
(richie rich)
come out and play…
(woman’s voice)
playboy…
(richie rich laughing)
(woman’s voice)
playboy…
(richie rich)
whatchu know about that? ahhhh…
all bad b-tches, lock windows
lock doors
fake pimps lock hoes
n-gg-s with diet game too late stole clothes
real b-tches f-ck with deez and not those
when i’m at the club and they pop the doze
n-gg- keep ya eyes open, watch the hoes
could it be the walk foo?
the shoes, or the clothes?
or maybe they be bound to the game i throw
its the raspy, genuine, into mine
when i’m on the field keep him on the sideline
that soft sh-t you spit, it ain’t tight
i never known the hoes to bite on game light
cuz it ain’t right
to slide through in s fish
lauren’s a dish and deals with the best b-tch
trick i shoots this
like marcus ray-boy
i bring it to life cuz i’m a true playboy n-gg-…
(chorus)
playboy, he’s runnin the game straight raw
playboy, he’s givin you much much more
playboy, he’s runnin the game straight raw
playboy, he’s givin you much much more…
(richie rich)
i just knocked a euro-b-tch in a mazarate
see rich pimp hoes in tennis shoes and gym clothes
but i’ll boot a b-tch
who got -ss like she’s black
love to f-ck me, bruce lee sucky-sucky
now i run hoes of all nationalities
and when i’m in the zone
her br–sts might be silicone
might catch me on the stroll with a bad b-tch
i’m checkin’ loot
n-gg- listen to the game i shoot
when i’m out alone
i seem to knock straight hoes
be on the lo-lo
but n-gg-s screamin dat’s they hoe
you come and get this b-tch
cuz double-r got more
and what i do
my stable stays stuffed like glew
i put my vocal on it
and call me raspy n-gg-
9 hoes, fine hoes
don’t even ask me n-gg-
i ace ’em up
my shoes, my b-tches, lace ’em up
it’s the real mccoy
a o.g. playboy foo’
(chorus)
(some beat boxing)
(richie rich)
since i’m gonna be
heres a map, for the wanna-be’s
the game pick up n-gg-s
stick away quick
why push 19s, when i could slip on dubs
and check this
once or twice a day switch fits
be a heat packer
safe from the street jackers
i rock ice
the type of cat to hit a block twice
call up once, sac run up, baby no fronts
smoke blunts
only let her hit the light once
compare
so d-mn different than a playa
the first one
he be the worst one
b-tches to the left
me and my cat hew hef
play me
ya lose the l and pay me in? toes
that’s the type of sh-t i tell hoes
prefer puppies
that drown in the game like guppies
now they swimmin
straight lakes, born to chase women
play it slow
my lifestyle’s smoother than trojan n-gg-
(chorus)
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