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as malignant tumors.
Got them 40 acres coming to us.
Passed that mule for an ass on Zumba - Carumba!
Feel the boom as I zoom on by in a big-body whip.
Glass full
backends on occasions (cash)
The bigger the mansion, bigger the gate is
The bigger the bad, the bigger the plate is (big)
I'd rather be rich than famous
Somebody’s getting rich.
Rich enough to avoid filthy air like we breathe at street level
Rich enough to outrun a tsunami bearing down on our cities folding
night
One question, what's your impression?
Now, with a walk like mine, I'm a big presence
So make your move real slow my mind's a weapon
I said
people in the flow,
Would like to just let yourselves go
And doowutchyalike,
Yeah, well tonight's your night.
Just eat food, try not to be crude
Driving through the city
Till we're lost
Counting all the railroads
That we cross
You're in your father's sweatshirt
It's way too big
Take a mental
took your breath away
But when I get rich
I'm gonna take my pick
An get me one someday
With big shiny fins and a grill like a grin
A real dream car
the city hit the gas switch lanes
I ain't nothing like her last big dog too lame
Young rich homie I ain't worried 'bout fame
I been stacking since
city back
Brick by brick
Hold up
I
Got
What you
Need
I
Take
It slowly yea
Through the city of Atlantis
Through the city of Atlantis
Gotta take chances
It's so many fishes in the sea
It's only one fish
Everybody's tryna see
The big fish
I'm a big fish
The big fish
So many fishes in the sea
It's only
survive on this old sweet loving
I ain't rich, girl (rich, girl)
But I got a big heart
And that's all that matters anyway
We can get by, we don't need
it's better for your sake
Livin' in the wild, surrounded by these snakes
I'm from Jersey, known as the Garden State
Next to New York, where it's dirty
About the worst happening the most, like (like)
Every politician that get to rule
I've never seen do really good action
They get the title they need by
Girls, rub on your titties (Yeah)
Yeah fuck it I said it rub on ya titties
New York City gritty committee, pity the fool that act shitty
In the midst
the money baby
Cheddar guacamole
Better know I'll pop a mole
Seen a ufo right by the Big Dipper
Buice jee forever big flipper
Huh
If yo cause
the country
I can't get enough
That Migo life I want it, I can't get enough
Look at your bitch I know she want me
She gon' give it up
Noooo I can't get enough
by one means mutha fucker I'm rich young
Eight and a half on my feet and y'all can't fit them
Eight on my back but a niggas no hoodlum
Lion in the game
[Rap: Rich Boy]
I'm a rich boy riding in my big superstar shit,
The one girls try to get they text me on my sidekick
Bring em to my palace, tell em
want ek’s lit
I'm like bitch get that rich make that switch fuck his bitch oe pêrels om my nek
En jou bitch hier by my plek oe
Big booty bitch en ‘n
One]
She's all about that get rich
Treat a nigga like the lotto, he's a quick pick
... it's nothin to a boss bitch
What happened to his cash flow? He
I had to work
Big body rubbing off the curb I had to swerve it
Big body floating through the city
I left earth
All these hoes mad cause I come first
Your Ears Then Open Your Eyes
And Then Pay at The Door As A Donation
To Hear The Best Sounds In Creation
He's A Disco Dream Of A Mean Machine
And When It
Charge him with theft by takin' 'cause his drip stolen (pussy)
Trap spot in the neighborhood is 60 Rollin' (pussy)
Had to do CPR, I got your bitch
f-o-h-n, it's a kind of wind
Yeah, I know what you mean by wind
G for Gnarly,
I for irk
H is for hour
J for jalapeño
Good in either corn or flour
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