Lyrics:
Peach fuzz, and he can't even grow it!
I wanna take him far away from this place
Then I turn and see my sister's face and she is
Helpless
And I know
and their dead pal Kurt... Submitted by Rene
LIZZY:
I'm sin
Done in water
You might be over him
He's somebody's daughter
As far as is well known
rich
But compared to then, that'd been a big switch
Drivin big cars, wearin rings and ropes
But man without a plan all he had was hopes
So he sat down,
for alil minute
We was just last nigga now we winning
Never thought I'd make this far
All the bad shit I admit it
I was really tryna get away couldn't
I know there's someone out there far away
Who's feeling all this shit
And yes I know that when I'm low
There's so much further I can go
And so I
to take a nigga soul away, beg your pardon
Big body Rolls give me road rage
Swervin' in an Aston Martin, nigga, beg your pardon
Heard somebody said I
to fly by your own
I should have never let you stay
Should have sent you far away maybe to Japan
And I should have made you go away
So you would have
it
I thought we'd never land
I grabbed all my cash
And decided to dash far away
Far away, far away to a foreign land
Here I am, here I am,
fly away far away any way It's all my way
fly away far away It's all my way
Many nights When I feel so tired
I cannot find someway to describe it
on beats like Mannie Fresh
Her lips real big, hips real big
Tits real big, everything's real big
I'm rich BITCH, and these are real diamonds
She ain't
Young Rich and Slick's got ya
Well in peace
I don't know why they wanna call me up every Easter Sunday to the altar
Maybe the music I am doin' is never
York New York big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by
dreamed of
It's the cream I love, for the team I shove
All fakeness and everything else to far away from us
Ain't no discussin' for the plush life
My
what a hell of a life
Been winning so many years
And the future is bright
Now it's very clear
That we gon' be rich forever, and ever, and ever
We
one big room and it's full of mad btiches
You could me my luva
Maybe we could go away get to know each other
Im rich and umm, sorry hun i dont need no
at
Never gave a fuck bout a fuck nigga stay mad
Big pocket watching boy you can get hit up by them automatics
My big homie shooting like Dirk we
talk about your dawg to your other dawg, man up and fix it
I came from broke Durk to big Durk (yeah, yeah)
And I can merch, I wanted the rich
Where
but they don't live by it
Same ol', different year
I'm more than a bit tired
Lately I feel like I'm just ready for some big riot
Can't be assed with it
nobody around
Lower down the tailgate get out the shine good friends pass it on down
Away from the big city holler kinda thing
All them city slickers with
shooting stars
Make a wish I make a wish
Am rich am rich am rich
You never catch a nigga broke if he standing by me
See a million dollar ride you know that's
that call me big bro
This shit is wild, they glorifyin' industry niggas now
Ain't Ronald McDonald rich? So what? He's still a clown
Yeah, I would
madness, with each setting sun
I put my hair down, and I dreamt you were here
With me by the old tree, where no one could care
Far away boys, far away
madness, with each setting sun
I put my hair down, and I dreamt you were here
With me by the old tree, where no one could care
Far away boys, far away
Almost by accident, I have become rich
Through continued reward for skilled labor in the private sector
And a genuine lack of interest in expensive
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