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Albums:

Sixpence None the Richer (Sixpence None the Richer) · Sixpence None the Richer (Sixpence None the Richer) · The Best of Sixpence None the Richer [11 Track Version] (Sixpence None the Richer) · Sixpence None the Richer (Sixpence None the Richer) · Six Pints None the Richer (Foamers) · For Richer, For Poorer (My Dad Is Dead) · When They Come Back... We Give Back (Boot Campaign) · Give Out But Don't Give Up (Primal Scream) · Screamadelica/Give Out But Don't Give Up (Primal Scream) · Give Me Convenience or Give Me Death (Dead Kennedys) – and 90 other albums »


can't pass it up
Rollin by, lookin good
Put it in reverse then back it up
What's the deal, lemme make it clear
What you got rite here
They break
can't pass it up
Rollin by, lookin good
Put it in reverse then back it up
What's the deal, lemme make it clear
What you got rite here
They break
can't pass it up
Rollin by, lookin good
Put it in reverse then back it up
What's the deal, lemme make it clear
What you got rite here
They break
I stepped on the left cause rights wrong (wrong)
So what do I do? Resort to friendly games of ping pong and sing a song of sixpence
I'm none
don’t give a fuck about none of these niggas
I turn it up,
Come on, come on, killas
Here go my cup, give me some more liquor
Open this back window, let me
up
Rollin by, lookin good, put it in reverse then back it up
What's the deal, lemme make it clear what you got rite here
They break mold, one
by I breeze through
I don't even stop, ain't a need to
And you the one that left nigga, I ain't leave you
Shit got realer, niggas got richer
I said
Sometimes life seems so unfortunate,
That's why I don't give a shit
The poor stay poor, the rich get richer,
It's just so disproportionate
You don't
lane
Plus a nigga coughin' 'cause the haze give me chest pain
Yes, mothafucka, the boys are back with my vest
And I'm tucked up with my boys in back
It ain't no fun, if the homies can't have none

Guess who is back in the motherfuckin' house
With a fat dick for your motherfuckin' mouth
Hoes
and my weeples natural hustlers
If you need that then come get plugged by us
223's comin' out the state from us
This is Sic' Wid It, you can't fuck wit
the sunrise again
Will we ever be as one

You can't give hope when there's none
You can't give love when it's gone
Kill or be killed
Blood being spilled
And so
give me some poison and say 'swallow it'
But now fuck that, I'm much sharper
I eat and shit too, but I'm much darker
So on the strength of my color I
all make believe
Pure fantasy, I see through it easily

I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck about a Benz, bitch
I told that bitch I'on't give a fuck
there are none so blind as those who will not see
What’s it going to take to get us to stand up?
‘Cause you can see it in their eyes, they don’t give
none of
My clothes designer
Went from posted on stoops to smoking on roofs
I came from that basement now look at this view
Making this money, blowing it
It ain't no fun, if the homies can't have none

Guess who is back in the motherfuckin' house
With a fat dick for your motherfuckin' mouth
Hoes
His give a damn to be a righteous man
Don't give a damn no more
Under that blue collar
There's a big ole long red tail
It hides the truth but it
To furnish the tomb I was dying to own

Then one day I wakened with fear in my eye
Aware of a world that was passing me by
And I knew that my savings
pension I saved
So it should be gone by the end of the day

Yeah the power's out
Is there no luck in sight?
Yeah the power's out
Hope it's just for
for ya'll motherfuckers 

 We bout to lay down some rules 

 And we got these 2 little niggas that don't give a fuck about none of ya 

-Ready
my heart feels? 
It's the deepest thing
When somebody you love dies

I just wanted
To give something back to you
Gift to gift
Michael, michael
mami
Mic check one two
Drunk in the club
Off the chain
But who gives as fuck?
That's why I came
So pour it up
And get down
Ya'll have no choice
But
a gritty fiend for, 
Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh,
New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper,
Decimal doctor, multiply to get
system don't give a fuck about you
Everybody gonna die, gonna go one day, maybe it'll happen on a Monday
Drop into work and get hit by a Hyundai, fuck