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featuring Rame Royal DeWayne Wiggins
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Intro: Richie Rich (DeWayne Wiggins)
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(Take a hit of this joint take a puff of the bulkest dove)
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Puff on it!
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9 6 (baby) Richie Rich Rame Royal hmm
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Verse 1: Richie Rich
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When I wake up in the morning first I yoke out
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then I ???? pimp so I can smoke out
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Good green opening up my third eye for sure
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As I contemplate on which spot I'd like to go today
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Damn, should I CDB again, I feel like loccin
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fallin thru every bomb spot in Oakland
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I got the good but I just can't trip
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Skyball TWAMP TWAMP for a piece of crip
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Danl ???? that's the place to go
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And my partner on the corner got the sack for sure
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'84, I'm quick to look for booty hook
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and if I'm fienin I need to see beamin
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Cos, aah, them young brothers smoke the same way I smoke
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But now all day I'm comin up short
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Uh, I hope the town still love me
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For some reason and my deceasing and my zoot's ain't fluffy
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I need a pillow
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Chorus: DeWayne Wiggins
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Lay a drop on the pillow (Yeah baby)
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And just relax, relax, relax (Cos that was made for you)
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Lay a drop on the pillow (yeah baby)
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I'll fly free sack (fly free sack), fly free sack
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(Cos that was dove for you)
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Verse 2: Rame Royal
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By chance it might seem strange, many nights I dream
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of trees on the range with branches of light green
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Women slumbering get tossed like salad with cucumber
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but can't stop me from gettin lost on the lands of broccoli
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High! I shut em, close my eyes, cough, too much spirit goes
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The cloud nine where I'm a lyrical wiz
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Magical like Willow wit automatic flowin pillows
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Get rolled in a bliz and consumed, that's how Rame Royal is
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In my room at the villo, sun shines thru blue blinds
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on the window, lettin me know it's time
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to go back to reality
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Oakland, Cali
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And a sack of indo left on the bed
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next to my rizzy's head
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Fulfillin wishes, I'm fillin phillies, Vegas and swishes
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wit twenty reefers, sticky weed - minty and delicious
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All I need and can axe for, a twamp to crunch
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Probably won't want another blunt til lunch
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Chorus
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Verse 3: Richie Rich
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Fell thru Sophia's but didn't see her
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Now I'm convinced that it's on when I fall thru this red fence
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I shoulda flipped the whole thang when I had the chance
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but that done broke my back like a bald bozack
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On a late night, I lurk for sure and got a lot of dough
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for the first cat with the platinum sacks
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And, naw, it ain't a jack, you can hold my scraps
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but pull a move and catch a lump to the back behind the scak
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Richie Rich might walk a country mile, smilin all the way long
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Wit dreams of pullin bongs, writin bomb songs
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Buzzin with my cousin at the villo
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stressin off a pillow
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Chorus: DeWayne Wiggins
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Lay a drop on the pillow (yeah baby)
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And just relax, (just) relax, relax
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(I know, I know, I know the sack was one for you!)
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Lay a drop on the pillow (yeah baby)
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I'll fly free sack, (fly free sack), fly free sack
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(I know this sack was wrong for you)
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Yeah ba-by!
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Oooh yeah
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Here we are gettin night endeavour
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Don't worry cos it's gonna get better
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I roll a fat one for you, yeah
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Break it down cos it ain't no startin
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Put a drop on the every bodin
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And I'll blow a pillow with you
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Pillow
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| Richie Rich |
