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Six months locked, got a head start bitch
I was nigga rich befo' I ever got a rap check
Yellow Corvette same color Moet
y'all all to know
Dimas is gunna do it big
Designer from head to toe on the flow
I'm gon do it big
I thank all my dawgs I always thank god
I'm gon do
wah tek weh my 3
So Me strapped up neat like baby car seat
When dem kill me fren me heart bleed
Ano 666 d beast go unleash buss out dem head dat is my
wish
I wanna get Rich
I'm getting real big
I need a big crib
I want a bad bitch
We having three kids
Ima let my new bitch drive my whip to flex on my ex
it.
I don't want no one to stick his finger in my pie.
You think you put your best foot forward
But it is moved by someone else.
In blind belief
know, that Vuitton shit
Pack smellin' like an armpit
Who is that? Why they callin'?
We trap and get off it
My nigga, that's cap, I know you be
not that simple
I got a man you can if you rich though
If I'm rich though
Omwana antabudde
Atteh she is my age
She's now my fiancé
Njagala bi women
The bricks is back, the bricks is back
Big 'Dow ain't the toughest
so I'll tell you right now when it's on it's nothin
Shadow gettin to bustin
[Verse 1 -
as it can be, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'd rather be rich, than what the other choice is
My thumb out to hitch, or riding in Rolls Royces
'Cause I ain't no
Am proud to African
Proud to be Ugandan
I love my country
But there's something you need to know
We can do better
Am a branch that is part of a big
the room is quiet again
Ocean says the song "feels like a Rubik's
Cube melodically you want something
Emotionally rich on that
You know what I'm saying? But
killed my big sister (I'm sorr')
So this is for her
I got drip (drip, drip)
Stack my chips (chips, yeah, chips)
Fuck her then dip, she like big dick (yeah, yeah, gang)
I got cash (cash)
I like
the pen
Focus on the win
Boardroom where I'm closing deals
Sign on the dotted line
I'm talking a few mills
I wanna get rich to a point
My net worth is
I'm one of a kind
Solo
Yeah I'm doing just fine
Got my money by my side
So don't be surprised if I got you Hypnotize
Ah
Get rich
All I know is count
You can't stop it, you can't stop it, you can't stop it, the world is in my pocket
You can't stop it, you can't stop it, you can't stop it, I want
spilling Dom, Moet
To find my way back I gotta leave a trail of bagettes
My tongue's like a four-pound, my game is ill
Twist a chick like a Rubik's cube,
I had a dream about my man last night
And my man came by the studio
And his name is
Busta Rhymes in effect, Shaheed is in effect
Phife Did-awg is
we make, take action
You the same, just as fake as the last one
Big dreams, yeah I see big things
Yeah, I hate my own picture til it's on a big screen
Bitches sending texts to my phone bout how I'm so heartless
Big dog, a leash won't do the job, I need a harness
Give this shit it my all, ain't no choice
it
Or if you grabbed the liquor, swallow it hard
If they drive-by on you but you follow the car
Full clip cause your foes is lurkin; or the D's at your
rich than be broke and famous..
Because my money get jealous
[verse 3]
(doorbell) who is it... here lizard lizard lizard
Pretty red bones and hot
a cab
Baby don't worry I'll pay the tab"
Dug in my pockets, for the gusto
Big bills, had nothin' low
The S to the M double-O T-H'er
B-E-E no time
a choice , they aint really have a voice, we just outchyea makin noise , grab tha bag and then dip, invest it all and get rich, our energy matching, except
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