Lyrics:
and C's these E's are way to speedy man
Big up the Bobs Beethoven too
Benzodiazepines
Big up Bjork and Biggy Smalls
Big up poets in the hall
Big up
guns and coke
In court all the time tryin' to fight it
We get rich, we get indebted
So what's the problem Officer this time?
Is havin' big money
For that white powder
A deuce deuce will leave little holes
In your top like salt shaker
Then I'll finish it off with a big cap
On your head like a park
and coke
In court all the time, tryin' to fight it
We get rich, we get [unverified]
So what's the problem officer, this time?
Is havin' big money,
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
by (you)
Rollie flooded (flooded), diamonds flawless (flawless)
Bad thotties, big bodies (skrrt, yeah)
(Sex)
Oh you rich? Yeah
I just gave my ex
she rather have a purse?
Why give a bitch an inch
When she'd rather have nine?
You know how the game goes
She be mine by half time, I'm the shit,
you do the math i'm up like the stock market down like a closed coffin and we can get it all off for the right price bob barker no cap i'm always
okie-doke, teah I'm raw you know my flow
Cause B.O.B. be actin hard like a Viagra overdose
Talkin that noise on all them songs
A buncha lil' boys but you all
dope boys (Dope boys)
Baptized by the dope boys, ordained by the assholes
My salvation is the cash flow
Whoa, oh
I'm walking on air
I'm talking big
dope boys (Dope boys)
Baptized by the dope boys, ordained by the assholes
My salvation is the cash flow
Whoa, oh
I'm walking on air
I'm talking big
a rich a man of prophecy
given to him by his majesty
to go throughout the world to make his music
into a painting, Globally
with a message, so plane
and Jim said it actually is Bill Evans
And thank God they were here to tell me this, thank Evans
Or I would have released this beautiful song
And someone
Bow, bow
Rich shooter, uh, rich shooter
Yeah, damn (rich shooter)
Yeah, hundred round goon (blow blow)
Uh, bitch I'm heroin on the spoon
I'm
Niggas Imma Be Rich
Niggas Imma Be Rich
And I ain't gonna stop until the day I die
My chain keeps swinging from left to right, it's like
Imma Be
and vaudefillian famous
For singing "Swannee"
Written with words by Irving Ceasar
And music by Ira
Gershwin in 1919 became a big hit for
Jolson in 1920 and was
the bible
Freestyle a song bout it hit up Jigga tell him put that shit on tidal
Just in case a nigga feel entitled
Drop to coupes new foreign whips big drip
on lean call it codein, Alpine system with the
Fo' fifteens
Boom-boom ta-da-ta-da, surround by sound it's clean-
Clean
Freestyle King big bezeltyne,
on lean call it codein, Alpine system with the
Fo' fifteens
Boom-boom ta-da-ta-da, surround by sound it's clean-
Clean
Freestyle King big bezeltyne,
surround by sound it's clean-
Clean
Freestyle King big bezeltyne, Iceberg shirt with the
Matching jeans
Let the top down watch the wind blow, whoa look like
Already on me
Shoutout to Fregley
Man, you so deadly
But that’s not who this about,
Songs about a real special guy
Who goes by the name Bob Duncan
(Hyah)
a split
I gotta be rich
Ima be rich
Verse 1:
I gotta be rich
Sack bout as big as it Get
Pack bout as loud as it get
Water my neck and my wrist
Car
value him it's most upfront in
Songs like 2013's "Lil Nigga Snupe
" a chilling track inspired by
The murder of the
18-year-old Louisiana rapper
Lil Snupe,
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