Lyrics:
life’s prom night and guess
Who’s the Prom King
They having a kissing fight and I’m Don King
Everybody know I’m coming soon
Like LeBron’s ring
I’m Big L,
How you gonna take this? like a man or a bitch?
You gon' get it on nigga or you gon' snitch?
I represent niggas in the hood gettin' rich
Man, I
Angels Crying
A kid like me so tired
Just a small kid in a big big world trying to figure out all of my desires
New generation, trying to find out
and everybody read my lips
I got rich, suckin up the game from the O
And even though a lot of rappers got the same kind of flow
I survived 'cause I got mo',
can't you tell
it's funky, everybody nod they head like this
I said bitch, and everybody read my lips
I got rich, suckin up the game from the O
can't you tell
it's funky, everybody nod they head like this
I said bitch, and everybody read my lips
I got rich, suckin up the game from the O
right now or you gon' be a statistic
Gotta leave the streets right now, like that's a big decision
I make rich decisions
Graduated in the streets I'm
Nowadays everybody’s fake so I stay true my own,
White girl Lady Gaga got the cats stoned,
Nowadays everybody’s fake so I stay true my own,
Nowadays
I’m rockin the yellow
They hate that I ball like Carmelo
Boujetto? Boujetto boujetto boujetto boujetto
My bitch shake ass like it’s jello
We got that
tryin' to get rich
Get rich or die tryin
Okay, thinkin' like that nigga 50
Die tryin' to get rich, get rich or die tryin
Hustle gang with that iron, I
Ahhhhhhhh Big Bang gon' raise the roof yall
So you know what to do yall
Just keep on rockin' em
Ahhhhhhhh Big Bang gon' raise the roof yall
Just keep
in the jungle
Hit a lick for like ten chicks
Brought it back to the bricks then got everybody rich
Started his own clique, recruited all piranhas
His
My OG puttin' me on, he love tellin' me shit
Said, "Black men in America could never be rich", The Butcher
Ayo, rockin' wonders (ah)
Wonderin' if
Boo' (yeah)
(Damn, Mario, stop playin')
Big Dude (Big Dude, Big Dude, baby, Big Dude)
I run this shit, you know?
Frrt
(Ayy, Carter Z, you goin'
all and I want it now
(Don't you know who I am?) I'm
A big boss with big balls
Everybody knows me
I'm a big deal, you should kneel
And crawl when you
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
the baller bitch, you all a bitch
My nigga's never call her bitch, we all be rich
[Fox] So $hort, what you mean?
[T$] I bet I be a poor girl's dream
More money
everybody equal
The line between life and death is very thin
That's why from time to time everybody gotta sin
Who is the rich one, the middleman with empty
melon in now
With a pistol so big yo it could lift
A hippo and knock an elephant down
Akh, I punch a lot, I'm tellin' you now
And that fake-ass ice that
get rich
Can't fall for no hoe
Trust no bitch
I'm just trynna get rich
You don't know me
No he ain't the homie
Slide through by my lonely
Big hits like
big money shit
Now everybody tryin' to get rich
Now get rich niggas, fuck it
Some rap pioneers, be them crackheads
When they speak, you see
dog
We mapped out the quest
We don’t get lost
Know we for play for keeps
But it takes Indians and the chief
But everybody wanna be the big boss
In
Purpose
Yeah yeah when you getting money yeah
Every body gonna know when you get money
Shit yea
Everybody and this bitch like yeah
I got some big
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
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