3OH!3 Lyrics
8. Richman
I mean what can I say, Three babies in the backseat singin' to you, Hey DJ, won't you play that song for me, And my hom-- and my homies all singin' to it, 3oh...3oh!3, I ain't callin' for a close-up, No clubs, no cars, bitches with their nose jobs, No dubs, no stars, I'm 'a do it how I always have; Whiskey in a 40 bag, Pissin' in the alleyway out back or where the party's at, I'm 'a spend it on a new whip, new hat, new kicks, Bitches with their huge tits, new gat, new slips, I'm 'a do it how I always do; Sleep until the break of noon, Wakin' just to make it through another night of shakin' you I mean what can I say, Three babies in the backseat singin' to you, Hey DJ, won't you play that song for me, And turn it up on your radio, I got 200 seconds and I'm ready to go, I mean what can I say, Three babies in the backseat singin' to you, Hey DJ, won't you play that song for me, And turn it up on your radio, I got 200 seconds and I'm ready to go, I ain't signin' on a new lease, No cooks, no keys, Models with the nose bleeds, White lace, gold beads, I'm 'a run it like a marathon; Party 'til I'm 50, Wake up on my parent's lawn Them cops still out to get me, And I ain't sippin' on a mixed drink, pinkie out, lips pink, Talkin' to a rich skank filled up like a sperm bank, I'm 'a go where I always go; Drinks are on the house, Whiskey's on the rocks while your sister's on my mouth, I mean what can I say, Three babies in the backseat singin' to you, Hey DJ, won't you play that song for me, And turn it up on your radio, I got 200 seconds and I'm ready to go, I mean what can I say, Three babies in the backseat singin' to you, Hey DJ, won't you play that song for me, And turn it up on your radio, I got 200 seconds and I'm ready to go And if I was a rich man, I'd never been to sea, Could I take you anyways, Would you come with me, baby? And if I was a sick man, I'd never meant to be, Would you love me anyways, And would you marry me? I mean what can I say, Three babies in the backseat singin' to you, Hey DJ, won't you play that song for me, And turn it up on your radio, I got 200 seconds and I'm ready to go, I mean what can I say, Three babies in the backseat singin' to you, Hey DJ, won't you play that song for me, And turn it up on your radio, I got 200 seconds and I'm ready to go, I mean what can I say, Three babies in the backseat singin' to you, Hey DJ, won't you play that song for me, And turn it up on your radio, I got 200 seconds and I'm ready to go, I mean what can I say, Three babies in the backseat singin' to you, Hey DJ, won't you play that song for me, And turn it up on your radio, I got 200 seconds and I'm ready to go
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