Letra de Riches to Rags (Mmmkay) - South Park

(Feat. [])

There are times when you get suckered in

By drugs, and alcohol, and sex with women (mmmkay)

But it's when you do these things too much

That you've become an addict, and must get back in touch...

(Mmmkay)[uhh](mmmkay)[uhh](mmmkay)[c'mon][Nappy]

(Mmmkay)

Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've become an addict (too much)

Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex (too much)

Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've become an addict

Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex (too much)

He wore the finest stuff

Platinum chains with diamond cuts

Hawaiian slush

Combined with wine and coconuts

Pushed a 'Lac, gator shoes

Armani suits, shot hoops

Plenty hoes, plenty loot

A major nigga, a paid nigga

Kept some rich [?]

Plus a big Benz, plus a Lex jeep

Plus the best freaks

Plus he jet ski in Texas

​Flash the big cheddar

Wu-Leather, new cheddar

Gucci sweater

Spillin' Amaretto on a black Beretta

For the fools who change like blue weather

His tailor-made Armani suits

Played with Tommy boots

Pushed more Hummers than army troops

Word to my man Dukes

Look at him Versace'd down

More kids than Bobby Brown

Had a private jet

Planned the odds he best

Two keys inside his vest

I keep the gold chain

And a cold dame

We drove a fast car in a slow lane

From the caviar to the white cocaine

Flick it all in the dope game

Snort coke, push dope

Down to cut a nigga throat

Spent half of his summer

Cruisin' on a love boat

(Mmmkay)

[Mmmkay]{​​anyway}​​[mmm-hmm]{​​for real?}​​

[Is that right?]{​​feel that}​​[Go'n ahead balla]{​​do ya thang}​​

[Mmmkay]{​​anyway}​​[mmm-hmm]{​​really?}​​

[Is that right?]{​​feel that}​​[Go ahead playa]{​​do yo thang}​​

Spring break, Virginia Beach

Had a pair of gold skis

Mo' money than Playboy

(BK?) Nigga please!

He was living lavish

Drinking cash

With player status

Not the fattest chick, the baddest

Used to ball with Gladys Knight

This was just your average night

My dude spend a G a week

Just to see a freak

Strip down to her bare essentials in the Presidential Suite

His mental's weak

​New York Undercover shot his brother

In a shootout

He had to move out

And drop his mother in a new house

He had nothin' to go home to

Defeat was on the menu

A two time loser (oh man), deja vu

Fell in debt with Johnny Mafia

And let the gun play

He sold his Ultima

Leased a Hyundai

Pushin' out his mom's place

Get caught for child support

Poppin' corks was more important

Bench warrant, undercover informant

Three years upstate, tough breaks

Droppin' names, poppin' veins

Gettin' high off his own supply

Still movin' weight, steady losin' weight

On the grind

With his life on the line

Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've become an addict(too much)

Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex(too much) Mmmkay?

Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've become an addict

Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex(too much) Mmmkay?

Look, him and his boys got duct taped

For hangin' out at Suge's place

See all my niggas, they took chase

When they heard little Daddy push weight

​It was a robbery

Snatch his platinum Cuban link and his Wallabies

Another street casualty that was written

And promised in the prophecy

They stole his watches and rings

While they shot up his veins, god bless

He had no vest but he felt no pain

From the holes in his chest

Heartbeat weaker now

Stones in his reefer now

Lungs overflooded with blood

He 'bout to drown

​Nose white, laughing

Ambulance lights flashing

Soon he'll leave, but for now

Give him some room to breathe

Doctor called the family in

Enemies, and next of kin

One foot in the grave

And his soul in the wind

From ashes to dirt, one closed casket

Two limousines and a hearse

Photographic pictures of the bastard

With "Rest In Peace" on (damn!) his shirt

'Cause at the wake

Some niggas came over

Jumpin' out a Range Rover

Put the gat to his head

And told him "game's over"

[Mmmkay]{​​anyway}​​[mmm-hmm]{​​for real?}​​

[Is that right?]{​​feel that}​​[Go'n ahead balla]{​​do ya thang}​​

[Mmmkay]{​​anyway}​​[mmm-hmm]{​​oh really?}​​

[Is that right?]{​​feel that}​​[Go ahead playa]{​​do ya thank?}​​

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