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something
Bitch (Yes)
Keep coming
Yeah (Yes)
Keep coming
You got a trap nigga do a dime by nine, a dub by three something (Blow it)
I ain't worried 'bout what

the shit I talk
I done piped up another nigga bitch, I'm too rich, my fault
I just alley-ooped a ho to my dawg, he just slam dunked her (a hundred)

up on him, bye lil bro
Sayonara
Nigga I'll be rich by tomorrow
I just need eyes, three guys holdin' up shit like a sign spinner
My niggas in this

bitch to wipe me down
Schoolboy, bitch
Put pistols over cap and gowns
Niggas be saying they hot shit
They ain't fuckin' with me?
H three then it's power

I get the money the sauce bitch I'm drippin
I'm shooting 3 shots Scotty Pippen
Clowns keep it funny these bullets they dippin
I am always hot I'm not

WITH GOD TO BRING ME BACK TO HIS PEOPLE

I NO SH3DA BAD CUZ SOMEHOW I BE CHRIF

BUT I DON'T FIT IN CHURCH CUS THEY THINK I'M A BITCH

SO THEY JUDGE ME

ain't no gangsters
Versace shit count about twenty by my ankles
Rich nigga put yo bitch all in different angles

I'm tryna fuck sumn I beat that pussy

right back"
Soon as my dawg went in her DM, that bitch hit right back, facts
I never wanted to be this rich 
Quarantine, I got three hundred all on my

cuz I wanted to thug it
That shit get thrown up in yo face by ones who claim that they love you
You either with me or against me blood or not bitch it's

the room especially when I'm all alone
Ik my soul rich but, I can't wait till my pockets mirror it
Living like it's my first day in this bitch 
And somehow

Is it the one you know
You know

Light on your feet, you know what I mean
We made a hit on that bitch, and we flee
Keep me a seat
I need me some lean

Music Makes Me High

Afrika Bambaataa

Eastside

2003

Cheeks, Freaky Tai
 Pretty Pretty Lu, Spiggy Spig Nice Say

Chorus-
 1 for the money
 2 for the Lie
 3 for my peoples in the struggle gettin by
 4

yo bitch on me
Got you stressing
Nigga, face it, Nigga you basic
Nigga broke ass nigga can't afford brand new
Fake ass nigga can't stand by you
We can

gimme the cheese
Look at the oou look at the aahh
Check out the wha check out the feet
I just got out bitch I'm fresh from booking
Took a lil L to bos

ahead of me
I gotta get it by any means

Xanny hangover
Bitch it's almost game over 
Got 1 life left, and I needa stay sober
But got 3 percs left I could

Clap Yo Hands

Yukmouth

Thug Lord: The New Testament

2001

you smoke chronic by the jars
Your platinum teeth diamond, your platinum piece diamond
You on them streets rhymin, you makin g's timin
You slap a bitch

askin me why, I don't know (why, i don't know)
Got this bitch and she fuckin my bro (fuckin' my bro)
Hit it once then I tell her to go (tell her to go)
I

no fuck
'Bout these lil' ass hoes
They fuck for the diamonds bitch
You gon' think a rich lil' man like me
Gon' tell you sorry bitch
Came in with like

touching me
Bitch I blow your side out that noise a bring the crowd out 
Pussy nigga time out stacking up my poker chips
Thinking rich nigga shit standing

Hypnotize Cash Money

Juvenile

Most Known Hits

2005

a nigga more for me bitch 

but today I'm with Three 6 and I'm showin love 

where these Tennessee hoe suck dick till they see blood 

wearin my black

God's Witness

Gucci Mane

Trap God 2

2013

ain't even gotta flex to you bitch, I'm rich
Got the whole wide world shawty on my dick
Go tell your hot mouth ho she can suck my dick
I blow my nose

you rich
I'm the shit boy
Bet I can take ya bitch
But I don't need er you can keep er that hoe make me sick
Never been a hater affiliated with gangstas

Aye, Lil bitch
You for the team, you for the crew, you for the clique
All that playin on my phone don't make me rich
The last time I loved a hoe shit

Bitch its me
Red bottom feet
Dog off the leash
You cannot compete
Bitches in three
Just poured a four
No nine to five
No not no more
Im on a drive