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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
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
drama with the niggaz from the other side
Call my nigga Rich and he's right!

[Big Rich]
Fuck them niggaz I got a truck full of 38, some bullet
plastic trapaulin
Mi wan fi rich, mi wan fi rich, rich, rich
Mi wan fi, mi wan fi rich, mi wan fi rich, rich,
Rich, again
Mi want a million dollar by
and 
Phat rhymes 
Is the key to what im doin 
I'm in the mix 
Cause I'm rich 
No time for 
Niggas ruin

We be rollin, 
Every day and every nite 
So
a cowboy hat
I dont mess around, yo what's up with that
I'm cowboy troy, a texas hick
And I'm rollin with the brothers
Big and Rich

Go cowboy go
and 
Phat rhymes 
Is the key to what im doin 
I'm in the mix 
Cause I'm rich 
No time for 
Niggas ruin

We be rollin, 
Every day and every nite 
So
so watched by these rich boxes
So why should I lose all my rich sponsors
I'm gone then you suddenly hip hoppin'
Shit, sip the gin then I'm in the wind
and tuxedos
Eating sheppard bed meals, cashing big burritos
Big dinero, rich money don't sleep
I got to have it every day of the week
Rich Bitch Problems, I
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
big and rich
Yeah I'm gonna let it rip

Hey, just want to hear everybody say (rollin', rollin')
At the top of your lungs till the windows brake
rich and pretty
I'll get myself the key to the big city
Find a way to make some money
Move into the land of milk and honey
Everything's sweet
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
the honey
Poor man throws the cotton

And the rich man makes the money

[Chorus:]

We travel all over this country wide
Playing music by the hour
keeps draggin' on
And I hear that train a-rollin' on down to San Antone

When I was just a baby my mama told me "Son
Always be a good boy don't ever
keeps draggin' on
And I hear that train a-rollin' on down to San Antone

When I was just a baby my mama told me "Son
Always be a good boy don't ever
young to marry
Take me back to Tulsa I'm too young to marry
Little bee sucks the blossom big bee makes the honey
Poor man raise the cotton rich man
dope boys (Dope boys)

Baptized by the dope boys, ordained by the assholes
My salvation is the cash flow
Whoa, oh
I'm walking on air

I'm talking big
(too rich)
That's what they say

Humble beginnings
Rich ass endings
Pockets on swole
Big ass Bengies
Started off losin'
Man it wasn't choosin'
keeps draggin' on
And I hear that train a-rollin' on down to San Antone

When I was just a baby my mama told me "Son
Always be a good boy don't ever
keeps draggin' on
And I hear that train a-rollin' on down to San Antone

When I was just a baby my mama told me "Son
Always be a good boy don't ever
there's rich folks eatin',
In a fancy dining car,
They're probably drinkin' coffee,
And smokin' big cigars,
But I know I had it comin',
I know I can't
rich folks eatin'
In a fancy dining car
They're probably drinkin' coffee
And smokin' big cigars
But I know I had it comin'
I know I can't be free
I hear the train a comin'
It's rollin' 'round the bend,
And I ain't seen the sunshine,
Since, I don't know when,
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison,
And time
I hear the train a comin'
It's rollin' 'round the bend
And I ain't seen the sunshine
Since, I don't know when
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison