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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) · None the Wiser (Eli Young Band) · None So Vile (Cryptopsy) · World Peace Is None of Your Business [UK Deluxe Edition] (Morrissey) · None the Wiser (The Rifles) – and 45 other albums »


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
on
Though it's nothin' like she had planned
She's gonna be o.k. gonna find a way
Living in no man's land

Every now and then late at night
She thinks
hang round none of you niggas cause you niggas might be snitchin'
But I ain't gotta deal with you, I ain't eat with you
How you bitches let these bogus
to the powerful
How did we make our pitch?
Satellites by the towerful
Why do you young hotheads have to go and get caught up in a radical phase?

I'm ok
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
couldn't be true
I didn't understand
It's always a good night for sleeping with you
And go back in time
OK?
Yeah Ok
Imagine pictures from when we were young
Leach
Richer than a Twinkie, I got so much cash
That to me Paris Hilton is poor white trash
I take forty-seven weeks of vacation a year
If people piss me
When I ride by, I want you to see what I see
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Shit's very clear, uh

Pass me a joint, guarantee Imma hit it
Come
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
My friends are dying
They're struck down by disease
A family built on lies
Now none of them even know me
Through the crowds I walk
But still I'm
songs ok, but I'm on fire
24 inches on my rims and tires
I'm the king of the south, there is none flyer
Sucker MC's outta call me sire, you was on top
across the globe
On the return trip
It be the niggas
The niggas that live by the code of blood honor
My Flipmode niggas
Straight bring you that shit
this ain't my style
You gotta understand some stuff a man can't allow
You better chill before you climb a tree you can't get down

[B SECTION]
Ok
And by the way, I'm sorry for calling you loose
Oh, well, but look who you chose to seduce
OK, well, none of those things I said were true
Now I
gonna end up on top (end up on top)
Don't smoke don't drink that's why I don't be by the bar baby (baby)
Just lookin' at you from a distance looking
And then he asks me, why don't I come to his flat
And have some supper and let the evening pass by
By playing records besides a groovy hi-fi
I say yeh yeh,
think but I think I'm right
It don't bother me none if you're depressed or depraved
'Cause I'm not the one and you don't need to be saved

I really
"You want power, but you're not big enough
So you steal it piece by piece.
Take it in spoils, and step by step you'll weaken and the power is gone"
stupid asses
Coward fuckin bastards would love to see my wrapped up in plastic
With a lock on my casket
But ut uh, ain't goin be none of that
Y'all will
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
ain't tryna be all dat

I'm just tryna hit it by the end of the night
Lil' mama so bad and her booty so tight
When I hit it from the back, don't fuss,
clap your hands!
Alright you Polaroids, stay in time with the drummer.
Jellybean, don't be so mean. Mr. Jelly, turn it around.
Bass man walk downtown.
the problem, ok, I'm going to show you how you're causing the problem, and now I want you to be the solution. And that's what all of these songs are about, just,

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