Lyrics:
they walk down the street
Yeah.
He's just a rich old man
He never cared for anyone
He likes to count his possessions
He's been a miser from penny one
He
straight through your eyes
[ Big Rich ]
So let that hair down and let that body go free
And come close because tonight it belongs to me
No brother's doin
Repercussion
Mike Jack /Moonwalk
Drill you niggas
Red dirt in my soul
Maui Waui from my pores
Sky has no limitation
Rich by my creation
Big movements only
Forgi I don't know rim and the tires
Squeaking where niggas will never get by
Flipping the script on these hoes
Shine up the grill in these glows
shoulder rubs and lawyers sounding celebrant (it's lit)
I'm never settlin', this- get darker than my melanin (ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh)
At the crib all by myself,
who passed up linger round i can feel it in my soul that my brother still around out my city feeling lonely boy i swear it’s been a while never met this
Been him no I ain't nothing to fuck with Had to get it, I was tired of struggling
Come from the slums ,yeah the bottom of it , either we get rich or die
yeah, I’m by the O like I’m bow legged right now
Catchin’ W's, I’m sayin F it right now
Could've been the guys gettin’ set up right now
I don’t need 2
Only spittin' big facts
Big rich, big bags
Blicky push yo' shit back
Big bitch, big ass
Flickin' on her clit fast
Lickin' on my dick I just been lookin'
, nigga
Ain't nobody gonna tell ya how to get rich, nigga
Wish I had a step-by-step book
All the roads and the paths you took
When you lost it all, how'd
The Motherfucking Earth Explode
We bouta get big
We bouta get big
We bouta get big
We bouta get rich
Nigga check out all em cars
Nigga check out all them fits
Ill
a while
Some niggas love being rich
Some niggas love being wild
Some niggas love being down
I ain't been broke in a while
My niggas never threw in the towel
leave License plate been expired for a week
Thought he was my partner he ain't never keep it real
Smile in your face turn around dirt they spill
I been in
on a bad day
Take your bitch panties off like a band aid
And we eating like the mob these some big steaks
You ain’t never been real I see it in your face
Yeah
Uh
Ayy
I got dead men in my pocket, this shit gettin' scary, yuh (woo)
Big racks on me (racks), I feel like Refrigerator Perry (racks, P,
I was down bad, in my room, letting out them cries
I had to wipe my eyes
Ain't never been in my shoes
Can't never lose my cool
Don't know what I'm
de Mayo
Tints on the ride home, bitch, I've been tryna hide
Pop shit like Prince or a Michael
All white whip, it's albino
By no means I'ma quit,
bad!)
I been getting dough
Wassup lil bitch (WASSUP!)
I been gettin rich
Taking trips
Making lil flips
Wassup lil hoe
Met you at the show
Never hit your
other New York rappers
Jay-Z of Hawaiian Soapy fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherf***ers
are understandably shaken up by
life, rich life
I grew up in the struggle with a single mom
When I turned seven it all went wrong
My life turned upside down
Yeah it was a living hell
on her booty
say she'll never ever do it now she's going all the way
Big rock, tic toc
Diamonds going kickbox
Water on my necklace you can really hear
the ghetto
Even when you look
Its never what you see
My hood is the ghetto
I've been down before up is just a reach
Cause my hood is the ghetto
Catch
never down as your day ones
My bullets come in all different colors they fucking Cray-ons
And ain't no witness when we spray so if they hit you in yo face
be a broke nigga (rich nigga)
Broke niggas, I can never get along with them!
Always been hated since a little nigga (always)
It's forever, pussy
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