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[ 1 ] Well, up, homeboys, I got somethin to say a homeboy from back in the day His name was richard, called him rick But if you him like me, you'd call him dick When we were growin up, we stuck with each white on rice, he was kinda like a brother We had a lotta fun we were kids We always overlooked the things he did But the fun was when we got to high school Cause it was for gettin girlies, so we had to be cool We had a lotta girlies, and our friends were One thing wrong, rick got obsessed We wouldn't go to class, always about ass Not if he was pass, if he would just last Girls was all he was about If the school was all boys, been dropped out When he did out, he felt no shame And if you ask me, he had the right Cause he to go, but he loved to come why I call him dick, cause dick is dumb
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[ 2 ] He wouldn't go to school, but he had to So he out and got him a 9 to 5 he was lazy, he had to work Cause he had a lot of girls, he money, the jerk As fast as he it, his money was spent When it came to girls, he didn't where he went He'd hound em like a dog, so we to say "fetch!" And it was no tellin what he catch He was in the doctor's office almost week He became so popular, everybody'd When he in they'd say (hi rick) And he passed by, they'd say (dumb dick) Really hard-headed, he said he had juice But it was cause of his hard head, that he was so He was in love with girl every day And we asked him why, he'd only say (I'm the kinda guy who to have fun I need a lotta girls, can't just one) I can understand that, but this is of insane Sometimes I wonder if his Was his...
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[ 3 ] He his girl when he lost his job So to keep himself from livin like a no-good He on the streets, cause he had no choice And every day you'd hear his "jumbos! I got it good" But he never made the money that a hustler Cause he was standin out on the corner If a walked by, he was right up on her He was so hot, his heat be measured To him his was his pleasure A one-track mind, and as a matter of He his name to daddy mack The people on the streets he was for Cut him off, now he's just old poor And all his girls left, because never cared The were leeches for a dollar, and they got share disappeared like a magic trick And everybody wanna what happened to dick Well, he's still around, but now a bum Chasin bag ladies, the same old dumb