Baconisyummy - CEO Duece Davis of Smiling Inc Type Beat

{Verse 1}

Please don’t say I told you so
Just like a trumpet I made you blow
Gave you my word on a sample pack
If you can’t play drums you can sample that
Rock n roll back and forth
In the junkyard banging on cardboard
Jump in the broom, pop in the trunk
I didn’t know you could do two things at once

{Chorus}

Ricky rich style, Ricky rich style
Keep a low, low, low, low profile
Ricky rich style, Ricky rich style
Beats stacked up on top of the pile
Ricky rich style, Ricky rich style
Keep a low, low, low, low profile
Ricky rich style, Ricky rich style
Beats stacked up on top of the pile

{Verse 2}

Once upon a time there was a bum like you
Who never refused to put up the dukes
Big dummy, go stand over in the corner
Write your name right here biggie stardust
Turn off the lights and rap over loops
All day everyday in the vocal booth
Bad news travel fast so word got around
The neighbor next door said “turn that down”

{Chorus}

Ricky rich style, Ricky rich style
Keep a low, low, low, low profile
Ricky rich style, Ricky rich style
Beats stacked up on top of the pile
Ricky rich style, Ricky rich style
Keep a low, low, low, low profile
Ricky rich style, Ricky rich style
Beats stacked up on top of the pile

{Verse 3}

Got two jobs; blow up and blow speakers
Make beats and get your artists featured
Stack up drums two pairs of fresh kicks
How many lumps do you want for your first hit
Start casting magic, beats above average
Make a mental note get your head examined
Sample my voice royalty free
But your fire ain’t enough to boil me

{Chorus}

Ricky rich style, Ricky rich style
Keep a low, low, low, low profile
Ricky rich style, Ricky rich style
Beats stacked up on top of the pile
Ricky rich style, Ricky rich style
Keep a low, low, low, low profile
Ricky rich style, Ricky rich style
Beats stacked up on top of the pile

{Verse 4}

Beat touchdown on a red-eye flight
May the force be with you with the Jedi might
I warned you not to believe the hype
And imma act like I said I said I might
Pick up the drumsticks and hit the snare
Go bowling for dollars pick up the spare
Bandlab it’s a wrap, we up in here
Got air guitars for your rocking chairs

{Chorus}

Ricky rich style, Ricky rich style
Keep a low, low, low, low profile
Ricky rich style, Ricky rich style
Beats stacked up on top of the pile
Ricky rich style, Ricky rich style
Keep a low, low, low, low profile
Ricky rich style, Ricky rich style
Beats stacked up on top of the pile