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on home
Say, "If you don't big bill, some other man
Gonna carry your business home"

But I just keep on-a drinkin'
Yeah, I keep on drinkin'
Yeah, I just
out and some just fell apart
Drinkin' from the bottle and singin' from the heart

Harlan sang us Heartaches By The Number one more time
Johnny tell us
it hit me how thirsty I was

It’s only Wednesday night, gotta get up early
And tell you the truth, I ain’t that worried
Bout that right now so I think
don't wanna solve 'em
Ten yachts by each other, yeah Bitch I own all of 'em
'Cause I'm rich

Don't care if you don't like me
'Cause I'm rich
Don't
dude
And then to put it to you straight he's crazy lazy and rude
His temper's boiling hot, whether you like him or not
Not to mention bout his mansion
When I get dragged down by the problems of the day
I watch my inspiration as it slips away
I start to think 'bout the things are goin' fine
I'm
York nigga, soundin' like I'm straight up southern
What bitch, don't try to play me close to see what I'm drinkin'
Yeah I'm rich, I ain't a trick, what
strong and that's big gun 
They go for drinkin' Courvaseour and mix behind you, one and one
A bunch of young black rich dangerous niggas havin' fun
type, he go for strong and that's big gun
They go for drinkin' Courvaseour and mix behind you, one and one
A bunch of young black rich dangerous niggas
lime
Blue on the rocks, frozen margarita time
Mexicali, Blue Agave, fire in a bottle
Too much Cabo Wabo, do the Cucharacha wobble
You think by now
just the way it is
When you're dirt rich

We work a long day
Sunup to payday
For a life this big
If you're broke don't fix it
Learn to live with
Sometimes I wish to God 
I didn't know now
The things I didn't know then
Road you gotta take me home

I drive by the homeless sleeping on
A cold dark
didn't know now
The things I didn't know then
Road you gotta take me home

[Solo]

I drive by the homeless sleeping on
a cold dark street
Like
Drinkin' on somethin'
Man I gotta be drinkin' on somethin'
Just chillin' with me, what the hell you doin' smokin' on green
Gotta be drinkin
to God 
I didn't know now
The things I didn't know then
Road you gotta take me home

I drive by the homeless sleeping on
a cold dark street
Like
to God I didnt know now
The things I didnt know then
Road you gotta take me home

Solo

I drive by the homeless sleeping on a cold dark street
Like
a hustlin' bitch!
I like them get rich niggaz, them hit the switch niggaz
Niggaz bout the sex and which bitch to hit next
while I'm kickin' my game
like I'm straight up southern
What bitch, don't try to play me close to see what I'm drinkin'
Yeah I'm rich, I ain't a trick, what the fuck are you
everybody's drinkin' Henney 
Kid named Timmy actin' friendly 
Grabbed her by offending  sure 
Hurt 'cause his game didn't work 
He didn't know the alcohol's
a million, you can bet your ass 
Everybody's trying to get filthy rich off of someone else's money 
Everybody's trying to get big and rich off of someone
made me rich

Where you from? California
What city? Compton
What you drive? Impala
What you smokin' on? Chronic

What you drinkin' on? Patron
to pimp shit, lobster steak and shrimp shit
Big Cat, Laflare, you try and get your wig split

Dammmn shawty! Why you hatin so hard?
Cause my chain worth
wantin' more
She's a freak, alcohol
She went to sit down and was about to fall

She's too drunk but that's cool
I'm 'bout to take her to the old school
Big
Me and Junior, Sonny and Steve hangin' at the fillin' station
And drinkin' Cokes out by the grease rack a week before graduation
Telling lies bout
and Gotti, it's Boo and Hova
Pop Cris if you like, my ice glist' in the light
I'm wit Roc-Land right, so I'm rich for life
I'm like Heaven, everybody wanna