Rich Kid-Creepypastas
La la la
(rich kids)
La la la
Yo, turn that shit up
I coulda went to college
like rich kids do
Buyin weed with the money
that your mom sent you
But I don't give a damn 'bout
no higher degree
'Cause you know in rock 'n roll,
I got a PhD, bitch
(That's right, kids)
We got all that we need,
packed it up in the van
Put the pedal to the floor, gave
the finger to the man
I'm not a rich kid, maybe that's a good thing
Ain't got shit, but I got this far
Keepin' it real and rhymin' and stealin'
Doing what I want
Oh Ay Oh , got no money but it's
Always, always sunny honey
(Yeah, that's right,
Always sunny honey
Here we go, second verse)
I'm broke as a junkie but I
have a good time
All the ladies think I'm cute 'cause
they like the way I rhyme
And the high school kids
steal my MP3s
Ain't no other mother(fucker)
rock this mic like me (Chyea)
I'm not a rich kid, maybe that's
a good thing
Ain't got shit, but I got
this far
Keepin' it real and rhymin'
and stealin'
Doing what I want
OhAyOh, got no money but it's
Alwayst, always sunny honey
We got all that we need,
(we got all that we need)
We got all that we need,
(we got all that we need)
We got all that we need,packed
it up in the van
Put the pedal to the floor,
gave the finger to the man
I'm not a rich kid, maybe that's a good thing
Ain't got shit, but I got this far
Keepin' it real and rhymin'
and stealin'
Doing what I want
Oh Ay Oh, got no money but it's
Always, always sunny honey
(Always sunny honey,
ha ha ha. Always sunny honey,
Yeah! (Rich kids)
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