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and power
Rich fat small balls' final hour
Big last gulp end of reign
Flush dictators down the drain
on the porch last night
A huggin' and a kissin' till it got daylight
Her pa said get him and I had to dance
A bull dog had me by the seat of the pants

I don't
Most folks worry when they have no dough
Which can't feel good 'cause of feeling low
I don't worry if I'm broke no more
I ain't rich so I must be poor
down to New Orleans

You got a nice car
From a rich man
With a gold watch
And a fake tan

Big city girls you make a mess out of me
Now I'm on my
passed by

But that's just an old man's story
That I have never seen

'Cause rich men talked about the future
And big change was ringing in their ears
It's
you! 
Woe, woe, woe to you who blow off this warning
Perhaps you've already been licked...
I, too, was hypnotized
By those big cow eyes
The last
And lo! as if to make amends for all the futile past,
Late in the year he struck it rich, the real pay-streak at last.

The riffles of his sluicing-box
rich
Man, I just want to be somebody

Julie's got the word today
She lost her job just one last pay
Life don't come easy anymore
Still strugglin'
the mind
(8) Take the head of a snake
(7) Behold Armaggedeon
(6) Ain't no love for the rich
(5) Only strong will survive
(4) Cause we live by the sword
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun..
you've been a free bird
There's been nobody over you
And you always have to have the last word
Because one feels better than two.

Who's gonna dry
Young Mula, baby

I woke up all last night
I know this hoes ain’t right
But you was blowin' up her phone last night
But she ain’t have a ringer nor
Young Mula, baby

I woke up all last night
I know this h*** ain’t right
But you was blowin' up her phone last night
But she ain’t have a ringer nor
Young Mula, baby

I woke up all last night
I know this hoes ain’t right
But you was blowin' up her phone last night
But she ain’t have a ringer nor
to be rich man, 
I just want to be somebody

Julies got the word today she lost her job just one last pay
Life don't come easy anymore
Still
break their nails

Smart girls always know by heart, what some girls always fail

Bad little girls grow up to be good, and good girls finish last
this, claimin' that he looking for Louis Rich
Diamond a young king doing his thing
Big safes out in Beijing 
Aqua green thing
One connect had turned
Yo, it's a big world
You probably think I'm out there being a playa, huh?
Yo, but if I can't have you
Then I don't want anybody
That's my word so
watch next time how you write your words
Leave you hangin' like your last name
Or a old man's nuts that sag with no shame
Payback's a bitch; yeah I
loud in by the bag more potent than the last one
I've been the latest fashion
I've been cold, but my new flow doper than my last one
Dope-doper than my
Young Mula, baby

I woke up all last night
I know this hoes ain’t right
But you was blowin' up her phone last night
But she ain’t have a ringer nor
Young Mula, baby

I woke up all last night
I know this hoes ain’t right
But you was blowin' up her phone last night
But she ain’t have a ringer nor
Jet life jet life
Roll one up for the haters
I'm just counting my paper

Tony said Frank wouldn't last
Now Frank warmin' upstairs packin' bags
Yo, it's a big world
You probably think I'm out there being a playa, huh?
Yo, but if I can't have you
Then I don't want anybody
That's my word so
Last Sunday we got in the car and we drove 
To the town you were raised in, your boyhood home 
The trees were just turning, up on the ridge