Lyrics:
Rich bitch shit, drinkin' Cristal
Til they piss the shit, uhh
Thorough bitches, adapt to any borough bitches
Be in spots where they were no bitches, you
a tissue, stop your blood clot cryin
The kids, the dog, everybody dyin, no lyin
So don't you get suspicious
I'm Big Dangerous you're just a Lil Vicious
As I
I blame them
Young, fresh and shameless, young, fresh and shameless
'Bout to body slam your bitch
Lord, Wrestlemania
Young, rich and famous,
a hustlin' bitch!
I like them get rich niggaz, them hit the switch niggaz
Niggaz bout the sex and which bitch to hit next
while I'm kickin' my game
where they're playin' skelly in the parking lot
And sell paintings of Aaliyah, B.I.G. and Pac up in the barbershop
Buildings too big so you don't really
to pimp shit, lobster steak and shrimp shit
Big Cat, Laflare, you try and get your wig split
Dammmn shawty! Why you hatin so hard?
Cause my chain worth
I'm always hearin rappers big ballin on they songs
I do that shit for real and you'll never say I'm wrong
S-500 straight sittin on twenties
TV in
Rich b**** s***, drinkin' Cristal
Til they piss the s***, uhh
Thorough b****es, adapt to any borough b****es
Be in spots where they were no b****es, you
I'm always hearin rappers big ballin on they songs
I do that shit for real and you'll never say I'm wrong
S-500 straight sittin on twenties
TV in
a house
They always said I couldn't rap, I just say bitch
I guess the bitch, made me rich
And now you wanna call me hardcore
While I be steppin
what you heard, bitch, I been makin' serves (serves)
Uh, uh, big body swerve, I fucked up my Forgiato on the curve (bah)
Uh, yeah, codeine got me
fuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts
Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt
This the same flow that put the rap game
different person
Started smokin', started drinkin', started cursin'
Went from pg to the x rated version
She used to be a mormon
Now she on the pole
goin' on
Back and forth with niggas when it was goin' wrong, I'd never put that on song (never)
Drinkin' water, thoughts of gettin' rich, I think
I'm always hearin rappers big ballin on they songs
I do that shit for real and you'll never say I'm wrong
S-500 straight sittin on twenties
TV in
rodies now homies out the hood on the scene
you did the humpty with the you i did the walk wit the queen
was a dream smokin and drinkin ?
Stealin'
your new music cult
You would give us self esteem and motivate our drive
But was in our pockets by the time we count to five
I pray you find
I'm just playin', I'm playin'
You know that I'm playin', don't know what I'm sayin', no
Know that we chillin', we vibin'
We smokin' and drinkin', we
a limosuine everywhere you go and fly private planes
that's what I was taught to do
by my big homie thou
you can always be a nigga,
but a nigga ain't rich
Leave-Her-At-Home-He'll-Take-Your-Ho
Mr. Stack-That-Dough
Young rich n-gga used to trap by the store, now taxed for the flow
Tell a rap n-igga, "I'm not feelin' you"
Stop frontin',
the club, get some oxygen
Your friends say I'm a player
You'd be lucky to keep me
You know people gon' be
Talkin' 'bout us weekly
My car be in a robbery
P-O-R
Okay
(Thugger)
Ayy, Bust', what up big bro?
I got you, Five
Uh gotta go to a lil' accountant
Pickin' up a hundred thousand dollars (hundred
everybody's drinkin' Henney
Kid named Timmy actin' friendly
Grabbed her by offending sure
Hurt 'cause his game didn't work
He didn't know the alcohol's
broomsticks who
With no Vaseline, they just move shit through
Nigga, who is you? They gon' screw him too
You came into this game to be a cool rich dude
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