Lyrics:
bed
As I was gettin' buzzed on suds
Out on some back country road
We where flying high, fine as wine
Having ourselves a Big and Rich time
And I
even let no women slide
Fucked up niggas talking silly I don't pay no mind
Talkin' don't do shit up in my city gotta live the grind
Hit hit hit hit
This
Label me the nicest and real rich niggas don't ask about prices
Cartier diamonds in that big face Breitling
Drivin' in Ferraris before I even had
Big ass visions we gone be rich ass niggas
We attracting your bitches because we standing on business
They don't believe you when you talking, make
me wit' no other by the flow, motherfucker
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this,
me wit' no other by the flow, motherfucker
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this,
the city, I ran it up, I was trappin' Bubba
Robbin' half of the city, Boston always stayin' in trouble
That blicky got the hiccups and when I blow it,
With my dawgs
Like big boss
So when Blake
With committees
On a stage
With itinerary
Thanking the city
You can claim
I'm Committed
Now I make
on your nose
Knows bleed go wipe
Running through the city lit
WIth my UTM crew
Trying make broke niggas rich
All we want is them blues
Trying to be by
knock it off
She just want me cus i'm rich
And that'll never stop
And now i listen to the sirens that are callin me
They gone guide me to the top cus
Like what Nip say your worse enemy is idle time
Shit I'm only getting older
I can't do the two doors I need big body
This nigga mad at me he tripping
yourself this shit suicidal
Got guns all over the house watch your step that's a bazooka by ya
And I don't mind diving in that water ima scuba diver
Flexing up on a bitch
Big fish
Huh fifty thousand for the fit
Call me goldy watch your bitch
All my niggas get rich
DBE we done made it
Have my nigga slime
on the winner
Well fuck it, I'm winnin' on niggas
H-Town, H-Town
Young rich nigga, I just stay down
All these birdies like A-Town
Got her with her ass up face
brick by brick still ain't finished more in store
Once I'm rich won't be shit walk in the crib ten foot door
One of a kind
Flex on these hoes
Can't waste
the industry
The well oiled machine
I only been nervous
When it came from over seas
Backroads to big cities
I'm known to get a big jiggy
Quite resourceful when
as Im countin my doe|Grand puba macks well, doogie, comin with the new york|We keep it real like jail when we might talk|Honies know cause when Im in
[Baby]
Hey
Wassup pimp?
Birdman motha fucker!
[Baby] + (TQ)
The financial adviser of this get money game
It's stunna the big money man
So
Today I had to pinch myself to wake up
Boy wake up
Be thankful that you got your weight up
Be thankful that the woman layin' next to
You is bad even
done know say wi a, baad mon
Matic pon mi belly tuck
Man a Baad mon
Ready fi bus it up anytime
Cause wi a baad mon
Big up every baad mon
Top shata baad
eat a mento
They prolly know anigga black as hell cuss my big nose
They prolly know anigga packed in here by my big clothes
They prolly know I used
I'm spraying clips (Gang)
I'm in the fire pit (Aye)
Ima make it rich
Ask in my city whose the realest one
I don't cap, when I say my homies toting guns
to a sinner, yeah
Boy I was homeless then I was rich, check out the wristwatch look at my whip
Made like two grand in a week serving vanilla and cinnamon bricks
swing it over here on these big fat tits (titties, hahahahahaa)
The Funk Doctor Spock, blast up on your block
I'm walkin' through the sewer with
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