Thank You (Remix)

[Intro: Richie Cunning]
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!
Thank you, thank you, thank you
I don't deserve this, really - this is too much
What up, Q?
Feelin' so appreciated

[Verse 1: Richie Cunning]
Check it out
First and foremost, lemme thank my producer
'Cos everybody makes beats, but they don't make 'em like you, son
I'd also like to thank the spendid-eer
Of my engineer with the sound so sweet it makes my tooth hurt
And where would I be without my manager
Arguing and bargaining with all of his stamina
And, uh, how could I forget about my stylist
Tirelessly making me look fly for the camera
I am an amateur without you, hopeless
Forgive me if I am babblin', I knew I should have wrote this down
But thank you to my lovely publicist
Strugglin' to double the coverage of my dopeness
Without y'all I'm just a boy with a dream
Richie's crew Jiffy Lube, a well-oiled machine
They say, "you got to thank yourself, you ain't honest enough, kid"
I say, "rewind each of these lines, I just did", come on

[Chorus: Richie Cunning]
Thank you, thank you, thank you, I can't decline
Who am I to disagree, this rap shit is mine
Thank you, thank you, thank you, but I just don't have the time
Do me a favor, don't give me a card unless you'd like it signed

[Verse 2: QM]
Alright look
They saying, "thank you, thank you, thank you", they nothing what we creating
My respect, it was earned like a cremation
From the free nation that we speed racing
'Till the wheels go up in smoke like they freebasing
Hey nah, fuck that, me and Rich we bust back
Do a show for dope and get faded up on the bus back
Trust that liquor got me feelin' good like vitamins ought to
I throw my liquor in my vitamin water
Live for the now (go!) pop a bottle for the funner times
And get faded like black jeans that been washed about a hundred times (go!)
I'm from the west and I rep Rec W too
The flow make me wanna reef[?] like W, too
It's obvious that I came from the under, but got
Plans for taking over above gutter[?] ground, that is
To all the Darryls that want me to fail
Let them know the thank you cards in the mail
Cut [?]

[Chorus: Richie Cunning]
Thank you, thank you, thank you, I can't decline
Who am I to disagree, this rap shit is mine
Thank you, thank you, thank you, but I just don't have the time
Do me a favor, don't give me a card unless you'd like it signed