Lyrics:
this that other dude
On the road to get get rich, one way or another
Might've took a detour, but I ended better
Niggas change like the weather, where is
Funny to see a ghetto nigga so classy
Enchanted by women who speak nasty
Tip toeing to court, went there for the past week
Leaning on my lawyer pinky
gotta be
The best thing since Starks and Clark Wallabees
African killer bees blackwatch
On your radio, blowin out yo' watts
From Park Hill, the house
gotta be
The best thing since Starks and Clark Wallabees
African killer bees blackwatch
On your radio, blowin out yo' watts
From Park Hill, the house
Family alcoholics still sippin' his booze
That's why I'm rappin over rhythm n' blues
To all you rich black folks wit ya glistenin' jewels
Entrepreneurs,
no dude
Tell that nigga come and try with me
No I be up and out the way imma stack the shit up privately
No, I be by myself
My brotha been deep in that
style
These bitches calling, asking where the after party
The Embassy Suites downtown, room 112, my darling
Bring your friends so we can let this party
yeah)
Juice don't know how to whistle (yeah)
We just trickin' off 62 (Off 62)
He walkin' 'round he spit 62 (yeah)
He don't give a fuck he rich too
(Don't
of dudes that see my mother and they greet her respectful
behind her back and see her son and try to give me a quick full
It's cool though, I fucks wit 'em
took the Realtor route
Gambled on the wrong niggaz, had to filter 'em out
Type of dudes that see my mother and they greet her respectful
Behind her back
boutta love me
'Cause i'm fuckin' up the game, ya niggas is prude
I don't care if i'm full, I'm still eatin' his food
Talkin' rich nigga shit, You dudes
extended
Nigga Yankees, how I fit in
Like NAV, it's been a minute
Make 'em, mad? But I didn't
You know I'm up, no snooze
Ice on me like hockey dudes
the fame
I'm really tryna get rich
I got big dreams
I got big goals
Need alotta shit for my kids
I need a big house
With a nice pool
And alotta space in
Diamond's on my chain
Diamond's on my wrist
Diamond is my logo, cause I'm diamond kid
Cause I'm fuckin' rich, shout out to DMG
I'm muthafuckin' CEO
Imma go get it, I threw way the fitted,
got rich by myself, I ain't worried bout hoes
You all in my business, like you the one in it, you talking bout
wouldn't matter if I was rich or poor
Security wouldn't follow me around the store (ah, what you got in your coat, buddy)
Like I'd steal something
Because
elbows stacked in kitchen always ran wit older dude thats when i stared pitchin, by time hit the seventh grade school i started ditchen ,not to mention in
douse
There's a puddle near me
The Kitchen's my house so if I see a rat
I'm slicing dicing choppin' a mouse
Raiatouille
Yeah, uh
I feel like everybody's
the neats clean
Narrow like a ravine
Digits fell good news
Last hole, green jacket worn, body in two
Left by oh-no
Soul been gone, disappeared like
bitch around me (Whoa)
More McQueen, I'm the life of the party
(Whoa) they hate but it won't stop
(Whoa)
'cause they don't know 'bout it (yeah)
Jump in
house
(In this house)
Pistol to his motherfuckin' mouth
(To his fuckin' mouth, bang)
I told him watch his motherfuckin' mouth
(Told him watch his mouth,
Wild boy the Dude be Party so hard I ain’t leaving till vroeg is Where my girls at Wild girls at the zoo Concrete jungle that be my hood Dude
[Hook:
all over your tea party, I'm awesome
I'm never missin' I'll keep shottin'
When there's aunts in the area, take my shirt off, I'm peacockin'
Dude
trying to ignite
Sparks blunt yea but I ain't bout no lit life
Keepin' it nipped and tucked like a rich white house wife
Went wrong got right held down
.png/218px-Kesha_AMAs_2019_(cropped).png "Kesha")
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