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Rich Tycoon Tokyo drifts over a hard hitting west coast beat.

Lyrics

Song Title: The 5th (street version)
Written By RICH Tycoon aka Filthy RICH aka Richie Hampton
Published by: Richie Hampton for Street Wire Muzik Publishing
Ean Dawson for Indecent the Slapmaster Publishing
Copyright Richie Hampton © 2011


Chorus/Hook
I plead the 5th…I’m off a 5th
I’m up in 5th doing the Tokyo drift
I’m fly…I pull up to the light like this
Top down, beat knocking like I knock a bitch (repeat)

Verse 1
It’s slow motion-I’m blowin’ tree’s like a dandelion
I’m only 5’6”, still a n*gga stand a giant
That mean I’m standing tall, ballin’ ‘cause I’m so determined
Not to be broke-not me, therefore, I’m servin’
Yeah, I’m movin’ work, therefore the Ruger squirt
And you don’t wanna get wet, don’t disrespect ya birth
I’m for the money-I don’t bang-I just slang dope
And more than not, it’s to them people that just can’t cope
Now should I feel bad, nope I can’t feel that
I catch feelings and watch my cap get peeled back
I don’t wanna die, me I’d rather high
And get the type of moolah make ‘em wanna testify

Chorus/Hook

I plead the 5th…I’m off a 5th
I’m up in 5th doing the Tokyo drift
I’m fly…I pull up to the light like this
Top down, beat knocking like I knock a bitch (repeat)

Verse 2
I got that good bush-streets like to call it kush
I got that fish scale-not the yay you n*gga’s push
I’m all through the Bay, I’m everywhere, n*gga look
Open your eyes and recognize what’s really good
Yeah, I’m really good, I’ll survive in any hood
DC to the Bay-UK to Hollywood
(Antarctica?) To think about it, I probably could
I’m that cold from the back streets to the back woods
My Swisher sweet-I stay puffing on purple jelly
I’m so out of mind, it’s gotta be a felony
No misdemeanor-not a citation
I feel the weed like I’m feelin’ baby’s gyration
That’s interesting-that’s so intriguing
She say she wanna come, that’s why we leavin’
Yeah, we outta here, see you when I see you, square
I’m in here thumped up, n*gga’s better be prepared

Chorus/Hook

I plead the 5th…I’m off a 5th
I’m up in 5th doing the Tokyo drift
I’m fly…I pull up to the light like this
Top down, beat knocking like I knock a bitch (repeat)

Verse 3
I’mma hustler-digitals to triple beams
Yeah, I’m the one that put that ice cream on your pipe screen
Convicted felon-your record, it don’t excite me
I know them n*gga’s you rap with don’t like me
But I don’t care, I don’t need them to like me
He just a dope fiend, I mean look into his high beams
I’m into other things-money makin’ and peddlin’
I’m off a 5th and I’m gassin’, smashin’ with Techroline
I’m talkin’ Medellin coca, methamphetamine
I’m a pharmacist, so I be moving medicine
She got that bomb shit, so she be bringing bread to me
I don’t know where u be at, but we be where you need to be
We in that drop thang, beat bangin’-you feel the breeze?
On that real shit, no fantasies or make believe
Middle finger in the air-fuckin’ the police
We be makin’ major bucks hustlin’ fuckin’ up the streets

Chorus/Hook
I plead the 5th…I’m off a 5th
I’m up in 5th doing the Tokyo drift
I’m fly…I pull up to the light like this
Top down, beat knocking like I knock a bitch (repeat)

Beat/Fade/End

Copyright Richie Hampton © 2011
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