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 the 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 where the party's at I'm 'a spend it on a new whip, new hat, new kicks Bitches with the 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 (x2) 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 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 (x2) 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 (x4)