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We got our folks together We broke down barriers We found a dream to dream We were the carriers We got rich and famous Papers at our door We
Times getting hard but a nigga still gettin' it Young rich niggas, in this motherfucker, huh When you wake up before you brush your teeth You
An Artist
What a shame, what a shame Shame on a nigga that tried to run game on a nigga This is it, boy Stacking money to the sky, getting rich, ha' Stacking
What a shame, what a shame Shame on a nigga that tried to run game on a nigga This is it, boy Stacking money to the sky, getting rich, ha'
Jacksboro, do you see the neon flashin'? Hell, man, they got it all there, if you're lookin' for some action They got the Craps game at the Black Cat,
Tried to save the trees Bought a plastic bag The bottom fell out It was a piece of crap Saw it on the tube Bought it on the phone Now you're
to do It i am an artist and I care about humanity Yes I am personally rich and I can Buy furs and houses for my family But I need access to more money
Beautiful, dirty, dirty, rich, rich, dirty, dirty Beautiful, dirty, rich Dirty, dirty, rich, dirty, dirty, rich, beautiful Beautiful and dirty,
Beautiful, dirty, dirty, rich, rich, dirty, dirty Beautiful, dirty, rich Dirty, dirty, rich, dirty, dirty, rich, beautiful Beautiful and dirty,
the crap out But that's just how the dice roll These hoes want that hose pipe, so I give all these hoes pipe She get on that dick and stay on all night
Jacksboro, do you see the neon flashin'? Hell, man, they got it all there, if you're lookin' for some action They got the Craps game at the Black Cat,
the crap out but that's just how the dice roll These hoes want that hose pipe, so I give all these hoes pipe She get on that dick and stay on, all night like
eating over here nigga, fuck around and have food fight And that's 2 Chainz Look at you, now look at us All my niggas look rich as fuck All my niggas
there Nothing that doesn't show Baby you're a rich man Baby you're a rich man Baby you're a rich man, too You keep all your money in a big brown
an artist never seen yet with a vision With a reason Stared with venom at the ceiling Not the grass But straight ahead Just at the skyline With
African passion When rapping crap is in action but the black assassin is happenin' Laughin' 'cause I make 'em all a has-been When I'm mashin', everybody
the superstar recording artist Transitions to independent status After a successful twelve years at Shady Aftermath interscope, during which time he Sold more
there Nothing that doesn't show Baby you're a rich man Baby you're a rich man Baby you're a rich man, too You keep all your money in a big brown
breeds war, as long as there's a man alive Rich kids go to college, and the poor kids fight High-rollers crap out ev'ry time, roll a soldier's bones like
there Nothing that doesn't show Baby you're a rich man Baby you're a rich man Baby you're a rich man, too You keep all your money in a big brown
Rich
gotta scrape the concrete off your dick But we're gonna live so happily In a faraway place, just you and me If I don't crap out The sun will shine
Let me guess, another album about, "Poor me I'm so famous, it has ruined my rich little life And I'm such a tortured artist, let me make music about
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