Taste Like Shit

Richie Rich

[Intro]
*laughs*
Wow, well these fools out here be on sum' different, man
I don't know what it is, man (Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy)
I really don't know what it is, man
I don't know why these fools keep constantly talking about me, man
'Cause they jealous

[Chorus]
You got my name all in your mouth, I'm makin' it taste like shit (Taste like shit)
My name is in your mouth, and don't it taste like shit (Taste like shit)
My name is in your mouth, I'm makin' it taste like (Taste like shit)
These motherfuckers busy talkin' need to quit

[Verse 1]
Now since I was a kid, I had life kinda nice
Had everything tight, fool, from skates to bikes
If one got stole, then Rich was coming back
'Cause my father worked hard and kept that meal on stack
Between him and my momma, I was living plush
And a lot of shit I had I should have kept on the hush
But uh-uh, Rich had to brag and boast
And that's when all them bustas got to playin' me close
But now I'm old, and I can see mistakes that I made
My name is in the street, just on the [strength?] that I'm paid
I heard it all, I guess they think they rumours can stop ya
But Rich don't give a fuck 'cause I'm livin' it proper
And I ain't finna change, and now my lifestyle cramp
Motherfuckers getting jealous 'cause I'm always actin'
Here they go again, talkin' all that shit
You motherfuckers busy talkin' need to quit

[Chorus]
You got my name all in your mouth, I'm makin' it taste like shit (Taste like shit)
My name is in your mouth, and don't it taste like shit? (Taste like shit?)
My name is in your mouth, I'm makin' it taste like (Taste like shit)
These motherfuckers busy talkin' need to quit
You got my name all in your mouth, I'm makin' it taste like shit (Taste like shit)
My name is in your mouth, and don't it taste like shit? (Taste like shit?)
My name is in your mouth, I'm makin' it taste like (Taste like shit)
These motherfuckers busy talkin' need to quit

[Verse 2]
Now, you be gossipin' like a petty-ass bitch
And I done heard it all about that nigga Richie Rich
"I heard he was fake, broke, and even a crook
And if they catch him loose, then his car will be took"
I breed positivity, though I do talk shit
Motherfuckers in the street, they tryna get what I get
They callin' me names and all of that, but to me, talk is cheap
Plus, what you sowed is what you reap
I'm selling good things, heroin [?] too
I'm takin' that ass to the cleaners tryna do what I do
I'm not that one, no, not that one to be trippin' with
And when you go broke, I'll be still flippin' shit
And your [?], nah, that's a different mix
And if you ask me, I think you should check your bitch
She wants to fool with me, fella, 'cause I'm not a fandango
And when the question was popped, she said she was single, so shit, I dipped, bumped, and sold up shop
And when you came home, she had changed the locks
That ain't my fault, and guess what else I found out?
When she was with you, you had my name in your mouth

[Chorus]
You got my name all in your mouth, I'm makin' it taste like shit (Taste like shit)
My name is in your mouth, and don't it taste like shit? (Taste like shit?)
My name is in your mouth, I'm makin' it taste like (Taste like shit)
These motherfuckers busy talkin' need to quit
You got my name all in your mouth, I'm makin' it taste like shit (Taste like shit)
My name is in your mouth, and don't it taste like shit? (Taste like shit?)
My name is in your mouth, I'm makin' it taste like (Taste like shit)
These motherfuckers busy talkin' need to quit

[Verse 3]
You got my name all in your mouth, you chewin' it up like ravioli
Half you motherfuckers talkin' shit don't even know me
You sayin' this to your bro, you sayin' this to your partner
Mad at a nigga holdin' strength, I can't do [?]
Seventy-two [?], a drop on go
Not to mention clean ass cars I done sold
Like my limited, my fifty, my ninja, one thousand
Now I'm in this drop 'Vette, strikin', bouncin'
Jealous motherfuckers love to hang with Rich
They get behind his back then they talk a gang of shit
That's why when I get paid, fool, I'm bouncin' out
'Cause trick motherfuckers keep my name in they mouth

[Chorus]
You got my name all in your mouth, I'm makin' it taste like (Taste like)
My name is in your mouth, and don't it taste like (Taste like)
My name is in your mouth, I'm makin' it taste like (Taste like)
Fool, you need to quit
You got my name all in your mouth, I'm makin' it taste like (Taste like)
My name is in your mouth, and don't it taste like (Taste like)
My name is in your mouth, I'm makin' it taste like (Taste like)
Fool, you need to quit

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