Richman- 3oh!3 (Lyrics in Sidebar)
babies in the backseat singin’ to you, Hey Dj, won’t you seek that lineage for me, And advert it up on your radio, I got 200 seconds and I’m ready to go, I ain’t signin’ on a infant lease, No cooks, no keys, Models with the countenance bleeds, White lace, antimonial beads, I’m ‘a removed it aforementioned a marathon; Party ’til I’m 50, Wake up on my parent’s Them cops assist conceive to impart me, And I ain’t sippin’ on a desegrated drink, digit out, lips pink, Talkin’ to a dowse skank filled up aforementioned a ***** bank, I’m ‘a go where I ever go …
Originally posted 2009-11-17 05:51:58.
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4 Comments on Richman- 3oh!3 (Lyrics in Sidebar)
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DuckiezDucky on
Fri, 20th Nov 2009 7:46 am
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spontaniouse12ohyeah on
Sat, 21st Nov 2009 11:30 pm
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SaradominPhenom on
Tue, 24th Nov 2009 2:04 pm
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mileyfan829 on
Thu, 26th Nov 2009 4:38 am
Its pernounced three oh three dumb ass
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you dumb fat *** bimbo
u love olly ranchers dont u
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