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or die, nigga 
Nine's nigga's time's tickin' when I blow your mind, nigga 
Call me AP-9, nigga, boogie's when we rhyme, nigga 
I hit the block and have
only got a thing for young bitches with aggression
Show me that affection that a D-Boy craves
Rich forever in my D-Boy ways
So dope, blue jeans, new J's
only got a thing for young bitches with aggression
Show me that affection that a D-Boy craves
Rich forever in my D-Boy ways
So dope, blue jeans, new J's
Africa
Shine, shine (Africa)
(Young Rich Niggas we some bachelors)
Ooh, damn, bachelor
Turn the club to a massacre
(Fuck it up, fuck the club up)
(If
I'm prayin wid dis

Boys on the ave, flood shots to dis
Girls in the club flirt out to dis
State your name baby and get rich to dis
detonate in the fire
Rose by the bucket
Money make an attire
Detonatin' my bomb, detonatin' them hits
Gonna buy out the bar
Oh my b****es is rich
Ya better
then you lick ya tongue, bet that
It tastes good getcha some
Wicked, got ten bad bitches
We sh sh shut it down
Now the club got glitches, dig it?
who the fuck is that

I'm like right, left, back, forth
Yeah I got the money, nigga that's of course
Hit the stage with a b-boy stance
The club
I'm prayin wid dis

Boys on the ave, flood shots to dis
Girls in the club flirt out to dis
State your name baby and get rich to dis
gunnin'
Laugh about the doe but really ain't nutin' funny
Gettin' rich in a rush

You know us we the usual suspects
The real definition of success
It's the boy Lil' Jon (Yeah!)
Got my partner Yelawolf with' me (What's up Yela?)
You know it's time to crank the club up
Let's go! Yelawolf

You
Hey, them my niggas
Yeah, them my boys
Light him up like he Christmas
If he play with my boys
Yeah, them my dogs, them my boys
Yeah, them my
It's the boy Lil' Jon (Yeah!)
Got my partner Yelawolf with' me (What's up Yela?)
You know it's time to crank the club up
Let's go! Yelawolf

You
few words he did say, poor boy
These few words he did say

I preached for the Lord a mighty long time
Preached about the rich and the poor
Us
trouble, I got plenty
How you want it, full or semi
I'm so rich so all that fuck boy shit you kickin don't offend me
Don't get killed off in this bitch
I
pure cocaine
I have the whole night club goin insane
No matter how rich I get I'm never gonna change
I will let it rain push me I let it rain
I do
Errbody real but they not boy
Err'bitch say that she a bad bitch
Errbody on Instagram lookin' like they mad rich but they not
Errbody say they started from
in Jaguars
Open fire when you see me yell out and make em whisper
The club that I'm a member, they'll be gone by November
Keys to the city got killers
right, nigga there every night

If you in a club nigga then shit bang
If you on the streets nigga then shit bang
And if it's what ya need boy, do ya thang
on
So get the fuck on
A nigga rich can't believe the bullshit that I'm stuck on

If you in a club nigga then shit bang
If you on the streets nigga
and don't believe it be a pagan
I'll send your wife dead photos of you taken by Sagan, bitch

This that we shit hot shit, piss off custodians
Get rich
spit
Speak my own slang-uage
Still I am the real-iest
Surrounded by Ciroc but your boy sipping Hennesey
Loves is a hospital and I was born in V.I.P.
know that I'm gunning,
Laff about the doe but really ain't nothing funny,
Getting rich in a rush, Yeah you know us,
We the Usual Suspectsss,
The real
broke the main levy
Now that motherfucker is flooded with diamonds
Like a broke nigga, I ain't got nothing to lose
But I'm rich in the club, the couch
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,