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I wish I was a rich man a livin' on Cadillac lane
And I'd tour the world in a great big shiny plane
I'd go to all the famous places like Italy Rome
I wish I was a rich man a livin' on Cadillac lane
And I'd tour the world in a great big shiny plane
I'd go to all the famous places like Italy Rome
see your career going sky high
Taking you home to the crib, in the Chi
And everytime I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Watching you should be
high
Taking you home to the crib, in the Chi
And everytime I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Watching you should be a thrill, got the fellas
harm,
We weren't on the Glasgow train.
See you at the Pleasure Beach:
Roller-coasting heroes.
Big Dipper riding 
We'll give the local lads a hiding
the whole click shawty
I'm just a young nigga tryin' to get rich shawty

I'm a pimp shawty plus I'm from the M shawty
And all these other rappers don't
high
Taking you home to the crib, in the Chi
And everytime I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Watching you should be a thrill, got the fellas
Come on down have a look around at rich folks living in a poor folks town
We got no money but we're rich in love that's one thing that we've got
see your career going sky high
Taking you home to the crib, in the Chi
And everytime I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Watching you should be
everything that stands
Fooled by the sales pitch for progress at a dizzy pace
We idolize the filthy rich for giving us synthetic taste
Computer calls, urban
Come on down have a look around at rich folks living in a poor folks town
We got no money but we're rich in love that's one thing that we've got
found my soul mate finally
But one day I found out she actually owned a copy
Of Joe dirt on DVD

Oh, no! I said
Hey! Are we lobbing hand grenades, kiddo?
train

Well the rich folks they own the big city
And they down us who living the way we do
But when you're born a child of a poor man
You know
She was young and she was pretty a victim of a rich man's whim
When she met a wealthy gentleman Big Ben Colson and she had a child by him
Well he
Hear that train rollin' down the track
Passin' by this old shack
Whistle blow and it blow again
Just a lonely sound comin' through the wind
love to watch the world go by
Made friends with a family
Bound for Sault Ste Marie
They said good bye at Sudbury Junction
Guess I hated to see 'em go
the spires of the Turkish empire
It's six months since we made landfall
Riding love with the spice of India
Through Gibraltar, we're rich men all
 
I'm
to be, rich and famous, rich and famous.
Do you really want to be, rich and famous now.

Mr. Big shot what is your game
Mr. Big shot what is your final
Look girl you sexy as you want to be
But you just a want to be
I can't help ya
I don't love ya
I just met ya I might shove ya
Will I plug ya
of the out- outbound train

The rich folks they own the big city
And they down us for living the way we do
But when you're born the child of a poor man
You
Sold dope by any means all day

Been winning so many years
And the future is bright
Now it's very clear
That we gon' be rich forever, and ever, and ever
back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
A taser and a jammy tackle
By a neighbor with
still but hours
Must really have rushed by, I didn't realize,
But love was in your eyes, I really should have
Gone, but love went on and on...

Last train
a big head later Mr. Lease Split Wig
Fucked around nigga 15, I spend
22's with the shoes, five T.V.'s
PlayStation with that DVD
Smoked out tent no need
to take it on the train but I just couldn't let him

I'm a hood rich nigga, I ain't never had shit
I really ain't shit; niggaz talkin 'bout me
But they