Riches to Rags (Mmmkay) Nappy Roots

[Mackey]
There are times when you get suckered in
By drugs, and alcohol, and sex with women (mmmkay)
But it's when you do these things too much
That you've become an addict, and must get back in touch...

(Mmmkay)[uhh](mmmkay)[uhh](mmmkay)[c'mon][Nappy]

[Yo!]

(Mmmkay)

Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've become an addict (too much)
Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex (too much)
Alcohol, drugs, sex, you've become an addict
Alcohol, drugs, sex, sex (too much)

He wore the finest stuff
Platinum chains with diamond cuts
Hawaiian slush
Combined with wine and coconuts
Pushed a 'Lac, gator shoes
Armani suits, shot hoops
Plenty hoes, plenty loot
A major nigga, a paid nigga
Kept some rich [?]
Plus a big Benz, plus a Lex jeep
Plus the best freaks
Plus he jet ski in Texas
​Flash the big cheddar
Wu-Leather, new cheddar
Gucci sweater
Spillin' Amaretto on a black Beretta
For the fools who change like blue weather
His tailor-made Armani suits
Played with Tommy boots
Pushed more Hummers than army troops
Word to my man Dukes
Look at him Versace'd down
More kids than Bobby Brown
Had a private jet
Planned the odds he best
Two keys inside his vest
I keep the gold chain
And a cold dame
We drove a fast car in a slow lane
From the caviar to the white cocaine
Flick it all in the dope game
Snort coke, push dope
Down to cut a nigga throat
Spent half of his summer
Cruisin' on a love boat