Shortage Of White People lyrics
by Richard Pryor
Good God. Oh, a lot of n*ggas here today! Some white folks, too! Look at this! You mothaf*ckas come in a bunch, did ya?
(Laughter)
"Stick with me, don't worry about a thing. Just come on."
(Laughter)
Shortage of white people lately; I ain't seen no white folks no more. Y'all stop f*ckin'?
(Laughter)
White folks into yoga. You can't get no nut doin' no yoga. You got to get the puss-ay!
(Laughter)
They stopped f*ckin' 'cause some rich white man told them, said, "What, come on. Cut the crap. Jesus Christ, there's too many people on Earth. I have no place to ride my horsie!"
There will be no shortage of n*ggas. n*ggas is f*ckin'. We got to have somebody here to take over!