Lyrics:
you a tip
You move so sexy, I love the way you wiggle
Your titties bounce around and
Your big booty jiggles
Make the video, it's official
Throw
Bro-bro-broke up with all my bitches
I got rich and then broke up with all my bitches
Hierarchy
Oh, we be gettin' money like it's '88 (like '88)
John Henry was a li'l baby, uh-huh
Sittin' on his mama's knee, oh, yeah,
Said: "De Big Bend Tunnel on de C & O road
Gonna cause de death of me
Poppin like I been rich
Yeah
Poppin like been rich
Dat's Me
Yeah For Real Tho
Let's Go
Ion give a fuck about what they say about me
I go by the name
a ride
Everybody wants her, everybody needs her
By the grace of God, have mercy
Heartbreaker – Soul shaker
She's got me on a leash
But I really don't
rich one day
I'll never sell my soul I'll be rich one day
Imma get rich one day
Hard work pays off imma get rich one day
When I get rich one day
Imma buy
and shot into our veins
Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous echo through our brains
Misguided, the big picture over the small picture
That's how
bap
I kill a beat and I inherit its soul,
And I'm not like these boys who get excited by hoes
I've got a flow that is tighter than your girl's couchie
one touch she can make a trick spend his whole check
With no noose have em hanging by the neck
She used to do the shaker junt but that was no thrill
She
Chuck Taylors
Dark fat laces and fetti with big-ass faces
Blue gators (?), X.O. by the cases
The rider ringleader with weed and my zag smashin
Ya bang
Street yogi fucking up the beat but I'm a real saiyan
Demons might take my whole soul if I don't keep praying
Crash out and spin wit handle bar like i was
on her friend but we wasn't involved
So I ain't cheater (uh-huh)
By the sideline with my side bitch
Hope the jumbotron don't see us (don't see us)
to remain Broke
I'm from da Bottom so if you know like I know
No amount of money could ever purchase my soul
I've been Rich since butter hit them grits if
to sit pretty by the time I got old
I got cheese but that doesn't mean I got soul
I got black power and a black bank roll
Stank chicks, they sweat my knot
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
Yeah mane, you know I'm smokin' at the beginnin' of the song, man
Like a damn rapper
Ah man, man, it's crazy bein' so rich, man, damn
In '09,
by (you)
Rollie flooded (flooded), diamonds flawless (flawless)
Bad thotties, big bodies (skrrt, yeah)
(Sex)
Oh you rich? Yeah
I just gave my ex
kids nappy heads and all dirty
And she's gettin pimped by a nigga that's thirty
I saw her hangin' in an alley
Bragging to her friends how she's ho'in' in
I like big butts, but big tits drive me nuts
And here's another cut from the Compton slut
The naughty nigga named Dresta, the westside gangsta
who did get killed
Crispus Attucks, the first blasted
Peace to the rich lady purse snatcher shot in the back
I know your hunger kid, I know they hung
Go by the name of Weezie F.
An fuck 'em out the belly store with ten bags?
Fly as a muthafucka girly on my staple
'Cause her friends say I'm a tummy
Go by the name of Weezie F.
An fuck 'em out the belly store with ten bags?
Fly as a muthafucka girly on my staple
'Cause her friends say I'm a tummy
Go by the name of Weezie F.
An fuck 'em out the belly store with ten bags?
Fly as a muthafucka girly on my staple
'Cause her friends say I'm a tummy
never gonna shine cah you're a big hater
Make 50 mil, become an innovator, before I get taken away by the Malaikah
Risk taker not a compromiser, that's
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