Spin356 - Rich People Problems

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[Verse 1 - prominent picked bass, melodic lead guitar over palm muted rhythm guitar]
I wanna see what its like, when I can't decide, 
On which fuckin tiles, eggshell or white,
For kitchen re-model five,
Or what happens if i,
book two different flights,
in two different skies,
With 2 different planes on,
the very same night.

[Breakdown/interlude]
Oh well. 
Ill get the frequent flyer miles.
Oh well.
On my way to hell.
Oh well.
I got the frequent flyer miles.
Oh well.
Lets go for a ride!

[2nd verse - faster paced]
A ride on my yacht, but its starting to rust
A ride in my van, a pimped out v-dub bus
A seat at the table, each plate a thousand bucks
But can't buy back your soul,
blank checks ain't enough! 
(Man i have it rough)

Im all out of room, 
to horde all my gold 
For the treasures i collect,
not sold in stores.
So many toys, so many toys.
So many toys for the girls and boys.
So many toys, so many toys. 
Flee from me peasants!,
im getting annoyed!

[Breakdown pre chorus]
Nep, o, bay, be.
I wanna be a Neppo baby,
Nep, o, bay, be.
I wanna be a neppo kid!

[Chorus - open chords, down picked strumming rhythm guitar & bass, melodic lead guitar, accented double bass on drums.]
Gimme' rich people problems,
They dont seem too bad. 
Gettin by is easy, 
With rich ol' mom n' dad.

Gimme rich people problems, 
I Won't mind if I got em'.
Id have a pile of cash, 
On hand to solve em'.

[Breakdown w sarcastic chant with a nonsense word and a reference to nike shoes]
Oh shit,
Oh shnikeys!
Where's my fuckin' nikes!?
Oh shit,
Oh shnikeys!
Some one stole my nikes!
Oh shit,
Oh shnikeys!
Give me back my nikes!
Oh shit,
Oh shnikeys!
Fuck your fuckin' nikes!

[4 bar Instrumental interlude]

[Guitar pick scrapes and bass slide into bridge]
[Bridge]
If i really had rich people problems, 
Itd be running out of mouths to feed.
Running out of people to clothe,
Taking care of everyone's needs.
This is why ill never be rich. 
I lack the needed greed.
Oh, ill never have problems like these,
Cuz for the rich, the problem is me.

[Chorus]
Gimme' rich people problems.
They dont seem too bad. 
Gettin by is easy, 
With rich ol' mom n' dad.

Gimme rich people problems, 
I won't mind if I got em'.
Id have a pile of cash, 
On hand to solve em'

[Breakdown outro]
Nep, oh, baby.
I wanna be a Neppo baby,
Nep, oh, baby.
I wanna be a neppo kid!

Oh shit!
Oh Shnikeys!
Fuck your fuckin' nikes.
Oh shit!
Oh Shnikeys!
Fuck your fuckin' nikes.

[End]

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[Intro/Chorus - palm muted guitars] Gimme rich people problems, They dont seem too bad. Gettin by is easy, With rich ol' mom n' dad. Gimme rich people problems, I Won't mind if I got em'. Id have a pile of cash, On hand to solve em'. [Verse 1 - prominent picked bass, melodic lead guitar over palm muted rhythm guitar] I wanna see what its like, when I can't decide, On which fuckin tiles, eggshell or white, For kitchen re-model five, Or what happens if i, book two different flights, in two different skies, With 2 different planes on, the very same night. [Breakdown/interlude] Oh well. Ill get the frequent flyer miles. Oh well. On my way to hell. Oh well. I got the frequent flyer miles. Oh well. Lets go for a ride! [2nd verse - faster paced] A ride on my yacht, but its starting to rust A ride in my van, a pimped out v-dub bus A seat at the table, each plate a thousand bucks But can't buy back your soul, blank checks ain't enough! (Man i have it rough) Im all out of room, to horde all my gold For the treasures i collect, not sold in stores. So many toys, so many toys. So many toys for the girls and boys. So many toys, so many toys. Flee from me peasants!, im getting annoyed! [Breakdown pre chorus] Nep, o, bay, be. I wanna be a Neppo baby, Nep, o, bay, be. I wanna be a neppo kid! [Chorus - open chords, down picked strumming rhythm guitar & bass, melodic lead guitar, accented double bass on drums.] Gimme' rich people problems, They dont seem too bad. Gettin by is easy, With rich ol' mom n' dad. Gimme rich people problems, I Won't mind if I got em'. Id have a pile of cash, On hand to solve em'. [Breakdown w sarcastic chant with a nonsense word and a reference to nike shoes] Oh shit, Oh shnikeys! Where's my fuckin' nikes!? Oh shit, Oh shnikeys! Some one stole my nikes! Oh shit, Oh shnikeys! Give me back my nikes! Oh shit, Oh shnikeys! Fuck your fuckin' nikes! [4 bar Instrumental interlude] [Guitar pick scrapes and bass slide into bridge] [Bridge] If i really had rich people problems, Itd be running out of mouths to feed. Running out of people to clothe, Taking care of everyone's needs. This is why ill never be rich. I lack the needed greed. Oh, ill never have problems like these, Cuz for the rich, the problem is me. [Chorus] Gimme' rich people problems. They dont seem too bad. Gettin by is easy, With rich ol' mom n' dad. Gimme rich people problems, I won't mind if I got em'. Id have a pile of cash, On hand to solve em' [Breakdown outro] Nep, oh, baby. I wanna be a Neppo baby, Nep, oh, baby. I wanna be a neppo kid! Oh shit! Oh Shnikeys! Fuck your fuckin' nikes. Oh shit! Oh Shnikeys! Fuck your fuckin' nikes. [End]

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