Rich Cronin
Rich Cronin
Rich Cronin
Loose Cannons (Rich Cronin & Doug Ray)
Rich Cronin & Melissa Holland
Rich Cronin
Rich Cronin
Rich Cronin & Shaggy
Rich Cronin
Rich Cronin
Rich Cronin
Rich Cronin
Rich Cronin
Rich Cronin
Rich Cronin
Rich Cronin
Rich Cronin
Loose Cannons (Rich Cronin & Doug Ray)
[Intro]
Whiskey, tango, Joe Clapp, yeah
And Rich Nice on the rack
[Verse 1]
Ayo, the sunshine is shinin' in my eyes so bright
I wear sunglasses all day into the night
I got a funny feelin' that this life can't get no better
'Cause I spit so cold, I got Hawaiians wearin' sweaters
Man, I've been to the depths of Hell, stood where the Devil's at
Took a look around and said, "Ayo, to hell with that"
I chill so hard on the beach with your shorty
And I'm sittin' on the Hollywood sign drinkin' a forty
Media puppet, fat like John Lovitz
Kick my doodle rhymes because the middle class loves it
It's Rich Cronin, and I hate to admit it
Takin' out you suckers, and you don't know how I did it
[Chorus]
Say, "Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn"
Baby, I said, "Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn"
(Check this shit out)
[Verse 2]
Ayo, I'm cruisin' down the highway in some old jalopy
Bumpin' Paws Boutique, it's my original copy
I'm a high plains drifter, playin' Ankle Twister
In a million-dollar house with Josh Dumoul's sister
I like girls that's worse than dead broke
Or million-dollar freaks that drink and chain-smoke
I don't really give a what, in fact, I'm quite nuts
I take these pink pills to keep my mind out of ruts
Abercrombie & Fitch never gave me crap
So I walk into the mall hittin' girls from the GAP
I'm a suave cat, I drink drinks with a swizzle
Squeezin' on some Charmin to piss off Mr. Whipple
[Chorus]
Say, "Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn"
Baby, I said, "Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn"
[Verse 3]
Okay, I'm drivin' down [?] with that chick, Topanga
Hittin' doobies at the movies, now we're home playin' Jenga
She's in my sights, we might do it all night
Guess that kid Ben Savage ain't been doin' somethin' right
Get a taste of this, I know you hatin' this
'Cause I'm groovy with the booty like I'm Julio Iglesias
It's Rich Nice, although I hate to admit it
Takin' out you suckers, and you don't know how I did it
[Chorus]
Say, "Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn"
Baby, I said, "Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn"
Say, "Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn"
Baby, I said, "Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn"
Holiday Inn was written by Rich Cronin.
Holiday Inn was produced by Rich Cronin & Joe Clapp.
Rich Cronin released Holiday Inn on Fri May 16 2008.