Lyrics:
a limosuine everywhere you go and fly private planes
that's what I was taught to do
by my big homie thou
you can always be a nigga,
but a nigga ain't rich
rodies now homies out the hood on the scene
you did the humpty with the you i did the walk wit the queen
was a dream smokin and drinkin ?
Stealin'
things, you don't know what I've been thinkin'
That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin'
That's why I really be smokin' and I really be
back-backyard, we chillin'
Back-backyard, we smokin', drinkin', back-backyard, we gettin' high
Verses, one day you'll find your purpose
Now, my show's packed
spill it all over the place
(Hold up, watch my shoes, I'm gettin' plenty money, how 'bout you?)
Baby, we throw so much bread to the point I'm exhausted
Leave-Her-At-Home-He'll-Take-Your-Ho
Mr. Stack-That-Dough
Young rich n-gga used to trap by the store, now taxed for the flow
Tell a rap n-igga, "I'm not feelin' you"
Stop frontin',
you smile
Do it, don't try
Designer shit, wanna see you fly
Live it up, thinkin' bout the time
Ayo, spark them phony fucks from deep
I'ma put
Make sure you won't leave without
Wanna see you smile do it, don't try
Designer shit, wanna see you fly
Live it up, thinkin' bout the time
Ayo, spark
and Gotti, it's Boo and Hova
Pop Cris if you like, my ice glist' in the light
I'm wit Roc-Land right, so I'm rich for life
I'm like Heaven, everybody wanna
the 'dro, got her knees on the flo'
I put the big body up, come through in a Rover
Not only Kelly and Gotti, it's Boo and Hova
Pop Cris if you like, my ice
and trappin and trappin and trappin
Finessin and trappin, yeah
Finessin and trappin, whoa
Drinkin on Lean by the four (whoa)
Anywhere I go, I glow (whoa)
fuckin'
Bout fuckin' - YOU
Man
I be drinkin , I be drivin
I be drivin , I be drinkin
I be smokin, I be thinkin
I be thinkin , I be thinkin
Bout fuckin' ,
that head like a walrus
Most of these niggas sound the same these days and that shit garbage
Big bro told me, "Lil' homie, just be you regardless"
Flip minks when he ball
Chicks faint when he call
Big links in the mall
Got a hot crib, gold force
And this ain't by the falls
Bitch drinkin' my balls
out the hood on the scene
you did the humpty with the you I did the walk wit the queen
was a dream smokin and drinkin ?
Stealin' backstage passes
the story of a young rich nigga (rich nigga!)
This the story (story)
This the story (story)
This the story of a young rich nigga
Let me tell you 'bout
I'm just playin', I'm playin'
You know that I'm playin', don't know what I'm sayin', no
Know that we chillin', we vibin'
We smokin' and drinkin', we
nigga)
Ten thousand dollar outfit, she can tell I'm a rich nigga (ball)
Came out my mama like a boss
Got these hoes singin' Diana Ross (huh)
Makin' big
Rovers in Lamborghini's swimming pink bikinis, lingerie
Tryin' to knock her big ass by all bus lights on Fridays
If you're not a member of my drinking
Hey, yeah hey, yeah
Bobby yeah
Yeah big boats on ho seas
Got new freeze drip by the neck like two keys
On a new team old G from QB in Uptown
Rich, rich, rich, rich, rich, rich
I'm just trying to be rich ( big fish)
Rich, rich, rich, rich, rich, rich
I'm just trying to be rich
Back on my
don't wanna solve 'em
Ten yachts by each other, yeah Bitch I own all of 'em
'Cause I'm rich
Don't care if you don't like me
'Cause I'm rich
Don't
and get rich
Bitch I'm so god damn motherfuckin cool
See me and you drool like you're nothin but a fool
Ridin down the strip with B-Legit and Big Ant
................
Now everybody looking for Big Man Joe
Here's the story bout Big Man Joe
He's a big man don't you know
Caused some trouble near Newcastle
Now
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