Lyrics:
Every dog and every cat and every people has Louis Vuitton
Rich people and poor people genuine spurious Louis Vuitton
A kindergarten pupil has it
Real rich nigga I got vibes in the yacht
(Rich)
Vibes in the spot, big baguette diamond rocks
(Bah)
Baguettes in the watch, glass in the pot
(Glass)
And pulled out a wad of dubs
After you got buzzed, she walk by
You saw how big her ass was
Got her on the dancefloor
And she started dancin' like a ho
He's crying inside
Can't tear the hurt out
Life's rushing by
LIke and old movie backdrop
The radio's blasting
Song after song
About the big romance
seen every scene twice
Stopping down in Tokyo, dipping in the rice
I'm a boss at the wind, I cracked every colored dice
I do it big, fuck the rumors
House so big I get lost up in the closet
At the bank making deposits
You got guns but never pop it!
Born broke,but ima die rich
House so big I get
shit, we made us
The Rap Pack, I'm Sinatra, Dame's Sam Davis
Big's the smart one on the low like Dean Martin
We came in this game, not begging niggas
Lights camera action ain't surprised by this lifestyle
Been dreaming for a minute can't get lost up in this lifestyle
Rich nigga I ain't no rich nigga
But
family name
but your parents still got toasted
by a big, green, glowing flame
My dad is rich
and your dad is dead
My dad is rich
and your dad is dead
My
Gonna be a Big Time Daddio
Put me on the radio, put me on the road
Gonna drive around Ontario with an eight track stereo
In a Winnebago
Got this hot
payback is a must when I ain't the nigga that's gettin rich
Cause life ain't but one big change
And unlike these other motherfuckers
I ain't afraid to touch
when I build my shit it's gone be something like this
Little rich ass niggaz sitting on top of the cliff
Cars parked all the way down the street
I bet
face niggas say goodbye to the clowns
We coming with that 808 lightin up the streets
We cashing out big we don't need no receipts
I'm on this west coast
where no-one goes
She makes it big in photographs
On the strength of what she shows
And here inside the waiting room
The radio still screams
fuck cause I'm rich
Can't wait till I get big
Can't wait till I get big
It's too late for the bitch
Can't get played by a bitch
Me and my squad get
that was of value to me was in London.
By the time I reached their little red brick house, Carrie and her father were gone.
Forever Autumn
So you wanna be a rap superstar
And live large, a big house five cars the rent charged
Comin' up in the world don't trust nobody
Gotta look over your
Hold this shit down, blood
You understand me?
Cash Money, Rich Gang wave, nigga
Yeah crazy, yeah, hustler, thats me
Muscle, what you think?
Pussy, play
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
Big talk
Niggas big talk
I belong in the big house
Widd the big dawgs
And i never took a baby step
I just big walk
And I never took a day off
the word is (Huh?)
Fake love got a big man like me flyin' 'round
With a tool in the car like I
Don't know what a bird is
International, bigger than
like I'm dumb but you know I ain't crazy
Big Baby
I'm the face of my city (yeah)
Cosigned by Diddy
Hard liquor, I'm shitty
Hotel with some bitty
they get scared
Went and got that coupe and then went
Got that iced out big head
But all I ever want to be was a rich nigga
I was raised not to hate but
[Chorus: x2]
Damn, it can't get no worse than this cause I done hit rock bottom
I'mma get up on a muthafuckin' sack and a big ass bottle to solve
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