Lyrics:
I need me a plate
Big dawg
I showed the youngins the way
Pour up a 4 in my soda
Gotta put the cup down wanna get olda
Big booty bitch got her knees by
a whole lotta motion
Yeah, I'm lit'den a motherfucker
See me and they see a lick
Bussed down bitch, yeah I'm rich'den a motherfucker
They way he sucked
a kiss
So yo, so I blend in the mix
Now a day don't go by I ain't been in a chick
Eight and a half on the dope, ask Dominican Rich
Winning and rich
we in this shit?
Remind me again why we in this shit?
I know it's for more than just to get rich
Since when was making music
About getting rich?
Since
lame nigga touch on you Come let a rich nigga fuck on you
Big booty bitches to the floor Now dance on your friend like a hoe
Big booty bitches
Just seen another cover story on me by Forbes (by Forbes)
In a Black Cadillac with the bulletproof doors (doors)
Lit the hotel room up, white ashes
Ayy, trust fund, trust fund, trust fund
I get my money by lump sums
I get the check and I go dumb (go dumb)
Rackin' up money, got three sons
this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
Going Big By Toot
We Going Big ( Yeah Yeah )
We Going Big
We Going Big
We Going Big
We going big
And I'm going up
I'm to lit riding in a lamb
Birdman, my man
Two words: Rich Gang
YSL Rich Gang, Rich Homie for life aye
Try anyone of us you'll lose your life play
With these big dogs better have
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Sittin' outside just to spill on X
Up all night 'cause I'm up off X
Boy, you not rich, not rich like this
Five hundred
need me a bitch that know some pornstar shit
I need me a bitch right by my side gettin' rich (gettin' rich)
Need me a bitch that got baguettes on her
(Eh, eh, ne, more)
Big drip, na sobě Gucci, Nike a Armani (Pew, pew, pew, všechno legit)
Big drip, libry, koruny, eura, dolary (Čávo)
Big drip, já jdu z
Roll
Big Money
I like it
Bank roll after Bank Roll
I send this out to my childhood role model catamisk big bank rolls
Suzuki all gold, (whoo)
me for all my sinnin'
I'm doin' it for my kids, I'ma keep winnin'
My son 11 years old, already talkin' millions
By the time he 18, he on his own
,
Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.
I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen,
Right in the middle of the town.
A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below.
There
sleep
And, I don't have a dime
But, after all this time
I'm a rich man
No fancy car to drive
I don't know what it's like
To have a big house with a pool
Daidle deedle daidle daidle man
I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen
Right in the middle of the town
A fine tin roof with real wooden
,
Daidle deedle daidle daidle man
I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen
Right in the middle of the town,
A fine tin roof with real wooden
Bout to catch a vibe by myself on a late night
Hustle for the bag still tryna get the pay right
Can't nobody really match up with me
See a lot
I talk rich shit,
Diamonds hit hit,
Boy yo Rollie fake that bitch tic tic,
Need a mop when I step in this that drip drip,
She wasn’t fuckin with me
Ain't nothing left to do
Except to die or get rich
Ain't nothing left to do
Except to die or get rich
What these bitches want from me
Swear I seen it
them glizzy's tucced
Y'all can't beef cuz y'all ain't rich enough
You niggas clicking up
Big ole sticc, extended drum
We pushed up word to my mom
Me
Rasta's life
Get rich or die trying
Ah wah di ghetto youth pray fa?
Get rich or die trying
We work hard fi di paper
Get rich or die trying
A long
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