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of short
Haired feminist Actionists
And Ivanka Trump blowing smoke the color
Of rich White women's suffering
The theme song will not be produced
By Dr luke

that nigga, "Relax" (huh?)
The bitch that just walked by with Chanel on her foot, tell her, "Come sit on my lap" (come on)
Tell my sister, "Rich girl,

package
I'm not trynna be nice poor I rather be mad rich
Always got a bb simions belt next to a bad bitch
Shawty said she like abs because I never been

drippin
You might slip or get blinded by the glisten
When i say I'll be rich it's just a given
Cause it's in my thoughts and on paper written
I made my own

Imma make it big of course I'm gone get rich
And bro gone make a nigga dance just by the way he move that stick
My momma keep on screaming school I told

chop chop
Let me get a little intro I'm sorry
While I smoke a lot indo like Bob Marley
My dreams might end up
Life solving
Till then I gotta deal with

that shit straight hot
Tastes a little bitter now you wish you had some big Bob
Hoping when you pass me on the interstate (aye)
You get a bitter taste

First song back there like where a nigga been at
Gettin' money slowly but it's growin', that's a big fact
Young shiner turnt, always wonder where my

VO dude
Good kid turned to the goon
Good kid mad city where it's full of doom

Thinking of a way to make 6K by noon
Then do it again, they know I'm

Numbers that’s bad air 
1 2 345 we starting breathing from 6 
I’m saying your top 5 is a big mess

10 percent tight (tithe)verses dropping 

I’m a mother

to piss me off but I'm already Mad
I need smoke some Ganja but till then, I'm out here smoking blacks
By my Kobe year I'm gone be rich, I'm out here

Hey Darryl or should I call you "DDG"
Now that you're all big and famous?
I was actually listenin' to one of
Your songs the other day and, i
Just

out on the block
He well respected he a big thug

Nigga know I’m the shit make him hold on
Niggas bitches can tell from they song tone
Catch him slippin

is the ruler of the Queen's Navee!

Sir Joseph.
I grew so rich that I was sent
By a pocket borough into Parliament.
I always voted at my party's call,

not switch now
Heartbreaker but i show them how to keep a big smile
Yeah
Big smile walking in the bank a nigga rich now
I can blow some racks all on my

survival
Now everybody wants to be next American idol
But these are more than just songs pressed up your vinyl
Being rich is a poor man's dream, and we

Big Up Jah-Jah, JMG, Das Hym
Strong Its another weed song IMPORT hermitage baby

Weed in my system burn Babylon system
Smoke by everyday people smoke

The Ballad of Hard Luck Henry

Hank Snow

The Singing Ranger, Vol. 3

1994

a song
To see it yield a fortune to some fool that came along;
That's sunk a dozen bed-rock holes, and not a speck in sight,
Yet sees them take

zone
We getting rich bitch I ain't getting rich all alone

She say boy you got me singing yo songs
Cuz thats some real shit baby
When i hop out the kut i

to piss
Watchin you homo niggas pop that Crys
Drop by me hangin out that rich
See if a nigga don't chop it off
Y'all niggas talk too much shit
Y'all need

the bitches and henchman at the dough with them pistols lay it down nigga you know why they came to get you.|Get rich or die tryin, live by the iron, you could

Don’t care bout no friends cause imma be rich
Dey go Richland County
Damn I can’t let em catch me
For what I got in the coupe the gon rest me
They can

on a song
Been a beast since a youngin
Homie comin' off the dome

Got a big booty, yellow bone
Go and get my phone
Got the chopper on the back seat
Nigga,

here flossin', Big Willies, we Willie Lynch 'em
Pull out the chopper, rappers hittin' the ground
Like every bar is a bullet, when I pull it, it sound