Текст песни Richie Rich f Rame Royal, DeWayne Wiggin - Pillow
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Intro: Richie Rich, (DeWayne Wiggins)(Take a hit of this joint, take a puff of the bulkest dove)Puff on it!9-6 (baby) Richie Rich, Rame Royal, hmmVerse 1: Richie RichWhen I wake up in the morning, first I yoke outthen I ???? pimp, so I can smoke outGood green opening up my third eye for sureAs I contemplate on which spot I`d like to go todayDamn, should I CDB again, I feel like loccinfallin thru every bomb spot in OaklandI got the good but I just can`t tripSkyball TWAMP TWAMP for a piece of cripDanl ???? that`s the place to goAnd my partner on the corner got the sack for sure`84, I`m quick to look for booty hookand if I`m fienin I need to see beaminCos, aah, them young brothers smoke the same way I smokeBut now all day I`m comin up shortUh, I hope the town still love meFor some reason and my deceasing and my zoot`s ain`t fluffyI need a pillowChorus: DeWayne WigginsLay a drop on the pillow (Yeah baby)And just relax, relax, relax (Cos that was made for you)Lay a drop on the pillow (yeah baby)I`ll fly free sack (fly free sack), fly free sack(Cos that was dove for you)Verse 2: Rame RoyalBy chance it might seem strange, many nights I dreamof trees on the range with branches of light greenWomen slumbering get tossed like salad with cucumberbut can`t stop me from gettin lost on the lands of broccoliHigh! I shut em, close my eyes, cough, too much spirit goesThe cloud nine where I`m a lyrical wizMagical like Willow wit automatic flowin pillowsGet rolled in a bliz and consumed, that`s how Rame Royal isIn my room at the villo, sun shines thru blue blindson the window, lettin me know it`s timeto go back to realityOakland, CaliAnd a sack of indo left on the bednext to my rizzy`s headFulfillin wishes, I`m fillin phillies, Vegas and swisheswit twenty reefers, sticky weed - minty and deliciousAll I need and can axe for, a twamp to crunchProbably won`t want another blunt til lunchChorusVerse 3: Richie RichFell thru Sophia`s but didn`t see herNow I`m convinced that it`s on when I fall thru this red fenceI shoulda flipped the whole thang when I had the chancebut that done broke my back like a bald bozackOn a late night, I lurk for sure and got a lot of doughfor the first cat with the platinum sacksAnd, naw, it ain`t a jack, you can hold my scrapsbut pull a move and catch a lump to the back behind the scakRichie Rich might walk a country mile, smilin all the way longWit dreams of pullin bongs, writin bomb songsBuzzin with my cousin at the villostressin off a pillowChorus: DeWayne WigginsLay a drop on the pillow (yeah baby)And just relax, (just) relax, relax(I know, I know, I know the sack was one for you!)Lay a drop on the pillow (yeah baby)I`ll fly free sack, (fly free sack), fly free sack(I know this sack was wrong for you)Yeah ba-by!Oooh yeahHere we are gettin night endeavourDon`t worry cos it`s gonna get betterI roll a fat one for you, yeahBreak it down cos it ain`t no startinPut a drop on the every bodinAnd I`ll blow a pillow with you