"Richman" as written by Nathaniel Motte, Sean Foreman and Benny Blanco....
I mean what can I say,
Pretty babies in the backseat singin' to you,
Hey Dj, won't you play that song for me,
And my homie, and my homies all singin' to it,
3oh, 3oh, 3

I ain't callin' for a close-up,
No clubs, no cars, bitches with the nose jobs,
No dubs, no stars,
I'm 'a do it how I always have
Whiskey in a forty bag,
Pissin' in the alleyway out back where the party's at,
I'm 'a spend it on a new whip, new hat, new kicks,
Bitches with the huge tits, new gat, new slips,
I'm 'a do it how I always do
Sleep until the break of noon,
Wakin' just to make it through another night of shakin' you

I mean what can I say,
Three babies in the backseat singin' to you,
Hey DJ, won't you play that song for me,
And turn it up on your radio,
I got two hundred seconds and I'm ready to go,
I mean what can I say,
Pretty babies in the backseat singin' to you,
Hey DJ, won't you play that song for me,
And turn it up on your radio,
I got two hundred seconds and I'm ready to go,

I ain't signin' on a new lease,
No cooks, no keys,
Models with the nose bleeds,
White lace, gold beads,
I'm 'a run it like a marathon
Party till I'm fifty,
Wake up on my parent's lawn
Them cops still out to get me,
And I ain't sippin' on a mixed drink, pinkie out, lips pink,
Talkin' to a rich skank filled up like a sperm bank,
I'm 'a go where I always go
Drinks are on the house,
Whiskey's on the rocks while your sister's on my mouth,

I mean what can I say,
Three babies in the backseat singin' to you,
Hey DJ, won't you play that song for me,
And turn it up on your radio,
I got two hundred seconds and I'm ready to go,
I mean what can I say,
Pretty babies in the backseat singin' to you,
Hey DJ, won't you play that song for me,
And turn it up on your radio,
I got two hundred seconds and I'm ready to go,

And if I was a rich man,
I'd never been to sea,
Could I take you anyways,
Would you come with me, baby?
And if I was a sick man,
I'd never meant to be,
Would you love me anyways,
And would you marry me?

I mean what can I say,
Three babies in the backseat singin' to you,
Hey DJ, won't you play that song for me,
And turn it up on your radio,
I got two hundred seconds and I'm ready to go,
I mean what can I say,
Pretty babies in the backseat singin' to you,
Hey DJ, won't you play that song for me,
And turn it up on your radio,
I got two hundred seconds and I'm ready to go,

I mean what can I say,
Three babies in the backseat singin' to you,
Hey DJ, won't you play that song for me,
And turn it up on your radio,
I got two hundred seconds and I'm ready to go,
I mean what can I say,
Pretty babies in the backseat singin' to you,
Hey DJ, won't you play that song for me,
And turn it up on your radio,
I got two hundred seconds and I'm ready to go,


Lyrics submitted by muegge1

"Richman" as written by Sean Michael Foreman Benjamin Joseph Levin

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing

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  • +2
    General CommentThis is a great song, to say the least.

    In my opinion, its simply about the two guys from 3oh3 living their life in clubs and such, even though that means nothing to them.

    "And if I was a rich man,
    I'd never been to sea,
    Could I take you anyways,
    Would you come with me, baby?
    And if I was a sick man,
    I'd never meant to be,
    Would you love me anyways,
    And would you marry me?"

    Is for all the fangirls who claim that they love them. But would they still love them even if they were sick, or poor? This song capitalizes on the meaninglessness of materialism.

    Great, great song. Thanks, 3OH!3.
    xxKelseyon December 24, 2009   Link
  • +1
    General Commenti absolutely ADORE this song.
    XxHollyManiacxXon August 21, 2008   Link
  • +1
    General Comment200 seconds is the length of the song. That's my fanstastic input.
    Street Spiriton September 03, 2008   Link
  • +1
    General Commenti thought he was saying "whiskey in a 40 bag", like a paper bag that you put a 40oz in
    jcassiere91on August 01, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General Commentamazing!
    sadiesykeson July 10, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General Commenti don't think i could love this more than i do.
    it's a good fuck you to fame and fortune cliches.
    although saying that he's kind of falling into one anyway.
    ComingThroughRyeon July 16, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General Commentwoot!
    starscream613on October 11, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General Commenti love this song!!!!! :)
    pisces89ooon October 25, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General Commentthis is my favorite song by them. = )
    Kate[tcf]luv[tbs]on December 04, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI'm 'a do it how I always have;
    Whiskey and a 40-pack,

    It's 40-bag, not pack.
    ..as in, weed.
    jonwuhon February 13, 2009   Link

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