Lyrics:
a couple hundo
Big mansion with a double front do'
Pretty young thang in a new condo
Pray to God, stay rich, stay humble
I got big bank casing
The way things are going we need a quick fix, baby
I don't mind you being a rich bitch, babe
If I were a real big baddy, sugardaddy, I'd be good to you
,
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
forever
When I see you, when you see me, when we get together it will be eternity
Baby when
Ooooooh Ooooooh Oooooh Oooooooh
Baby when
Ooooooh Ooooooh
Jackie Chan, Jet Li & Bruce Lee
Especially
If I g o t
The m i c
For eternity
Need more than three bowls just to flow with the beat
Pass me like three bowls
of van gogh
I'll never forget those places
You and me in london town
On the tower bridge
Buisinessmen in crowded pubs
With a dream of getting rich
Hamn
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
RICH P & Free World Music Limited (PRS)
By Road Elf
Written and composed by Clifford Hall - Damian Hall - Nigel Whitefield
Intro
Mi naah laugh
i'm a die trying to get rich
I got steppers in the six with some big sticks
Five bloods and I’m rolling wit six crips
Patek full of water got his wrist
Once upon a time
I was rich
How you gonna tell me I wasn't living as a kid, uh
Once upon a time
I was rich
I was runnin' runnin' round
I was
body bag
They gonna have to call the
Coroner for toe tags
Tell the bank tellers tell a
Nigga where them O's at
I got rich nigga issues
I got rich nigga
Lifestyles of the rich and famous
(What you laughin' at?)
Well, I'm rich and famous
It's just better, like, it's just like
Know what I'm sayin'?
real rich, you're forever the only lil' bitch I'm with
Mm, I keep that 5.56, say the word, I split his wig (yeah)
Keep a big boy blick, my stick, the old
[Wyclef Jean]
Big & Rich, Wyclef Jean
There goes the neighborhood, Oh Oh!
[Chorus: Big & Rich]
Please man, don?t call the police man
Why can
Everyone's different
So what I want, you might not want
Visa versa, yeah who Don't
G-H
Who don't wanna be rich? (Who?)
Who don't wanna be big
to be, rich and famous, rich and famous.
Do you really want to be, rich and famous now.
Mr. Big shot what is your game
Mr. Big shot what is your final
joy
He'll stand by you throughout eternity
And although army chaplain who was stopped and bent with years
Was walkin' o'er the battle field his old
nigga, hood rich, we livin' (we livin')
(Rich Gang) We simple 'bout the money, nigga, paper chase, we runnin' (we runnin')
Lay 'em down, bust 'em down,
dope boys (Dope boys)
Baptized by the dope boys, ordained by the assholes
My salvation is the cash flow
Whoa, oh
I'm walking on air
I'm talking big
dope boys (Dope boys)
Baptized by the dope boys, ordained by the assholes
My salvation is the cash flow
Whoa, oh
I'm walking on air
I'm talking big
For me and you
I gotta do it big
For me and you
I'm trying to get
Us rich
Take that bag
And make it flip
Double the pack
Gotta move a lick
For me
Eatin rich
Fried fish
Won't ever switch
Don't trust a hoe
Don't trust a bitch
Gon flip the switch
From off to on
On on the song
I'm gon do it big
want ek’s lit
I'm like bitch get that rich make that switch fuck his bitch oe pêrels om my nek
En jou bitch hier by my plek oe
Big booty bitch en ‘n
scared 'cause she stick by my side
And I stay with that stick by my side
Bitch, I'm rich 'til I die, yeah
Bitch, I'm rich 'til I die
Shawty never
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