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in the booty
Then take her to the movies
I got my priorities straight
Fuck my whore by the lake
Uh, I'm on tour with the steak, no Ricki
Got shot nine

spice
I don't take your advices
My AR is precise
I play with knifes
Wrist so cold that's ice
I cut his head it's nice
You want it pay the price
I cut

'cause you're facing 9 to 5 odds
They tried to teach me how to get by in a cubicle
But I don't want that, I wanna own the whole office
'Cause all around me

Two traitors passing by
Staring back 'cause there's nothing to hide
Your criminal behaviour is my past time 
Hunt you down 'cause I'm in my prime

Yeah got a call bout quarter past five
Worked all week, thought I wouldn't survive
Planned to bed by nine
Till my buddy said they're headin out

yeah
and I will add you too much spice 
and I turn you around like richie spice 

I love the way you whine your waist 
Regina yeah
mh cause your body

Herbalz in Your Mouth

3rd Bass

Derelicts of Dialect

1991

Richie Rich scratching}
Herbalz.. HERBALZ!  Ha ha ha
Herbalz..

[Serch]	Weebles to the weebles to the wobbles - to the herbalz
[Nice]	I don't drink milk

I got a little spice of cinnamon
In this mixed up world we're living in
Where in your mind you're not enough
But to others, you're just too much

Welcome Back to the Ghetto

Spice 1

Spiceberg Slim

2002

(Welcome back to the ghetto)

(Spice 1)
Still livin' day by day and thug niggas don't play
Niggas thirty years old still out here slangin' yay
Goin' dub for

on the mic
The Butter P honey got the sugar, got the spice
Roll the L's tight, keep the rhymes right
Yo, I just made this motherf- up last night
And, uh,

grace
Many many things bothered my mind
A lot of things I no fit lie
You better pray for grace You self dey try
Pappy richie (pappy richie )
Starlyte

on to the next before a week goes by 
I give credit only where I see that credit is due 
That last album took a week to put together for you
I'm on top of my wave

pain cannot be cured by morphine
I might bop to the top like I'm the baby
I didn't change but something changed me
What's my chance of getting an AP

gone, yeah, that's the vision
Spice it up, I'm in the kitchen
Got the Ghost, but I write the writtens
Write it all out like a transcript
Demons out

age
Shout out Manny
All my baddies still on my spice
They call me daddy
Always falling I'm a light weight
When I roll a fatty
Always falling I'm a light

everyone was trying to become the next Spice Girls or Backstreet Boys. I got rejected over and over. The funny part about being rejected as a teenager is

That's What Love Is Made Of

Michael Jackson

Anthology

1986

to cry
Hearts on a tree
Walk by the sea
Snakes, snails, puppy dog tails
Sugar and spice everything nice
Yeah-yeah, alright

One more thing
You take

to glide 
Quantis out here rolling up these niggas like they spice 
If you see me shining then you know I gotta ride 
If you see me shining then you know I

the headknocks on stage while I sweat lots 
Since age nine at Grassroots so I can't forget Redlocz 
And peace to him and everyone at the Beats Bus 
For showing

He gave your ass a sixty
Put ya forehead in yo ass and
Leave your face plastered in pictures
I'm ridin' on Mounting Rushmore's
I'm rich like Richie

Yeah, I'm the first on the la'i
Bala'i
I've been tested and tried
Rhymes gold through the fire wala'i
I Spice shit up like yaji

M.I I'm the guy I

This is Puppa Richie wid di lyrics ago hit
Branches pon di tree, pon di floor yuh call dem sticks
1980 style, Rub-a-Dub it ago hit
The people in

Elevated by the way I be providing the spice.

(Verse 2)
You need it, I got it.
You fueling, my rocket.
My limit, can’t find it.
Addicted, can’t stop it.
I

Slide out LAX when I land
With a Backwood in my hand
Know I said I'm quttin' them Backwoods
But I try the best that I can
Richie with me, that's