Lyrics:
Nigga I want this money 'til it's rich
Buy my album
Guarded by 30 Section 3
Go against the grain
I got to pee
I know you don't recognize me now
I done
And when I'm rollin' by
Niggas can't see me
The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never realize
You can't see me
Been gettin' word that
And when I'm rollin' by
Niggas can't see me
The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never realize
You can't see me
Been gettin' word that
a gritty fiend for,
Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh,
New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper,
Decimal doctor, multiply to get
gold
And maybe get rich, hol' up
Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks but now my album platinum and shit, so what?
Y'all keep the numbers
I'm more than
Snoop talking:
Ay yo G-1 I been listening to this nigga Quik album
& he ain't got no songs about the pussy. You know
that nigga gotta have something
she ain't getting saved
Know where I go ima always get paid
High off the pack out my mind
Skydweller on the wrist I can't waste time
Fuck, too high I
Good evening. I'm Brad.
Today, I'd like to talk to you about one of America's favorite pastimes: baseball. Baseball is a game that has a rich
love me
With my brothers, smoking tree
Beat was made by Big Gucci
And my flow is so damn clean
Got them saying, he's fourteen
But his voice is so damn
get it (Yuh, gwap)
Rich like Richard (Uh, stock)
I want a Richard Mille watch
Better not miss it (Uh, shot)
Send ya ass fishing (Uh, flop)
Big like
Yeah best said by homeboy willie d
Triple cross to mexico
[willie d]
I don't fuck with you
[scarface]
That's some smooth hidin'
Lowdown dirty
wanna be the best version of me
But all my niggas getting got
Slide through, skip through that lane
I guarantee one of those niggas gon' drop
Too many
Get a taste by the case
Music is the correlation if
You looking to escape
There’s writing on the wall that
You can’t write off
Dreams so big they make
girls killing ants in the kitchen. Peace baby.)
I'm a poor man's version of a rich man
I've got a small van swerving through a big land
I've got
in the rear
Hang on it's a little bit weird
What's that in my backyard, a deer
My brother shooting it, aim for the ear
Big house, gigantic yard
fuckin around
(verse 2)
you saved up yo chips, to buy you a whip
Music with the big rims, boy you a trip
If you knew what I was worth boy I bet you would
Big Lana Darlin
Smile contagious I'm awesome
Southern charmin
My sister saved my life
Pumpkin, not sweet potato pie and
Jessica gone ride by my side is
Big Lana Darlin
Smile contagious I'm awesome
Southern charmin
My sister saved my life
Pumpkin, not sweet potato pie and
Jessica gone ride by my side is
haertede big stepper
I jus dropped the album on my G day and money talk so ian got no time for he say she say
Every bar i spit tha truth so they gone keep my
to double up on the funds that I got saved up
All these broken memories
Show me who I want to be
Not like the man I was provided
Yea my pops had went
they threw on my name
Turned to soil and I grew up out it
Time for y'all to figure out what y'all gon' do about it
Big wheels keep rollin', rollin'
Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Rich Nice
And on behalf of Trackmasters Entertainment
I would like to welcome you to the Kid Capri
Soundtrack
on my name
Turned to soil and I grew up out it
Time for y'all to figure out what y'all gon' do about it
Big wheels keep rollin', rollin'
I'm
the last time we spoke I became that nigga
I was doing big things but now I'm doing things even bigger
I'm getting my paper up and now everything from now
Discuss these saved album version by big and rich Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In