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Condescending keeps us gay
In a denotative way
Noses up and peering down
Tight lips pursed into a frown

Fleece the rich and cheat the poor
I won't cheat on you
I won't do it no more
Like I did before
I can't do it no more

I'm faithful to my baby
To cheat on you would be crazy
I
And quit tell him all your business
That's a big mistake
Yeah,
You think I cheat your friends
Shawty, what you're really fake?
Turn your back to your
They'll be there waiting when your big chance comes by

There's a snake on top of every ladder
Who will tell you that he's your best friend
Everyone
They'll be there waiting when your big chance comes by

There's a snake on top of every ladder
Who will tell you that he's your best friend
Everyone
They'll never, never, never keep us down
The cheat, rob and kill but we'll stop that big wheel
They'll never, never, never keep us down
keep a stash safe kid, when I proposed it made her face big

She keep me jigg, glorifying medallions
Got me in clothes made by Italians, feed me
about hers
Birdman Junior in this bitch no flamingos
And I've done everything but trust these hoes, C.B. fuck wit' me!

When I rich nigga want you
Sometime I'm tempted by big brown eyes
Sometime I'm tempted to cheat and lie
Sometime I'm tempted but won't give in
Old mister Devil ain't gonna
don't wanna solve 'em
Ten yachts by each other, yeah Bitch I own all of 'em
'Cause I'm rich

Don't care if you don't like me
'Cause I'm rich
Don't
me!)

When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
These hoes ain’t loyal
These hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
plastic trapaulin
Mi wan fi rich, mi wan fi rich, rich, rich
Mi wan fi, mi wan fi rich, mi wan fi rich, rich,
Rich, again
Mi want a million dollar by
cheat him
He'll take his gold to where he's lying cold

A lie to say, "o my mine gave a diamond as big as a fist" 
But with every gem in his pocket,
I've had enough of forever being told what to say and do
I've had enough
I've had enough being always pushed around by the likes of you
I'm making
to be, rich and famous, rich and famous.
Do you really want to be, rich and famous now.

Mr. Big shot what is your game
Mr. Big shot what is your final
the honey
Poor man throws the cotton

And the rich man makes the money

[Chorus:]

We travel all over this country wide
Playing music by the hour
to a baller-bitch
They got no other choice but to call you rich
I got hella fly ladies, never cry ladies
Those cheat-on-they-man type tell a lie ladies
Diamond rings,
It looked so good, your perfect plan
You had to get greedy to be the man
Now you're holding the bag, paying the price
Gonna get burned by the heat
of misunderstanding
Hit the parking lot, bitch I be standing by the Benz
You think a nigga rich, bitch
Gold diggin' tramps tryin' to get with this dick
For all
keep a stash safe kid, when I proposed it made her face big
She keep me jigg, glorifying medallions
Got me in clothes made by Italians, feed me lobster
you rich
I got hella fly ladies
Never cry ladies
Those cheat on they man type tell a lie ladies
Diamond rings
Platinum chains
Tell them "baller
acquitted because they love the cowboys
Cowgirls ask me Wyclef Jean why you be seen with those Big and Rich Boys?

[Big & Rich]
Be friends
And try to get
murked, but you squashed that
Hope you know what we call that
I think you know just what we call that
All you pussy boys fall back
Big face Rollie, rose
out of you by something life size and you're afraid to say to your face
You stretch the pen and cheat the sleep

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