Lyrics:
you away, yes, I am
So you better pack up now, baby
Pack it up today
Here I come
Just a big, bad man
When you see me walk away, baby
You'll be
Osama, yeah
I done got rich, yeah, been too turnt all damn summer
I can't even trust myself, yeah, how can I trust you? Yeah
I just walk in YSL, yeah,
and some old Hank
Let's get this thing started
It's my kinda party
You wanna drink
Go baby, just do your thing
Give up your keys
Hell, why drive when
the g's
'N' taught by the bosses howda stack that cheese
You got rich 'n' g shits still a part of you
'cause breakin' old habits so hard to do
You
Today I started loving you again
And I'm right back where I've really always been
I got over you just long enough to let my heartaches mend
And today
take a freeze?
And got enough gall to rock ice in all hype
Used to be a general but just lost his stripe
Pipe dreams and white fiends and all-nighters
take a freeze?
And got enough gall to rock ice in all hype
Used to be a general but just lost his stripe
Pipe dreams and white fiends and all-nighters
class part of town
But late at night
When the moon got bright
Her and the rat
Really went to town
Black Lassie, fat and sassy
She started poor,
a big fat lie
I should have been wiser than I was
And seen right through you
But the moon got in my eye
That stuff about I never lived until I knew you
feelings, my feelings, my feelings
And I can't lay by these hoes
'Cause she the one I chose
Got the keys to the Benz
I don't even drive my shit no more
most, poor
Or a lot of people haven't been able to, even the rich
So I'll start by preaching right here
'Cause I want to preach to you one more time
the Lakers
I'm cool with eses who got AK's in cases
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate
tramp she loved to fuck
With any motherfucker got nuts to suck
I spit game to the bitch, just like this
Why you runnin' round suckin' all that dick for
Hangin' around by the monument, dancin' to the radio
You got a memory even shorter than your dress
But there's nothin' that you don't know
[Chorus]
ride the best
This one and only, big homey
Tried to told you I'm thug, ha
So far I'm tourin on foreign land
Worldwide I'm known for the Arm
on a boat with a little champagne, won't you take a sip with us?
We rich niggas from the bottom, they don't want to, but they gotta let us
Lot of cheese,
everybody
I can never love her, she a busybody
Baby, if you want me, can't be turnin' up with everybody, nah
Can't be fuckin' on just anybody, yeah
I got
so raw, and I'm so rich
And you so flawed niggas ain't 'bout shit
I'll take yo' broad, I can fuck yo' bitch
Know that I'm goin' ball every chance I get
(too rich)
That's what they say
Humble beginnings
Rich ass endings
Pockets on swole
Big ass Bengies
Started off losin'
Man it wasn't choosin'
drugs
And just remember, this ain't multiple choice
Without a college degree you only got your voice
You gotta talk for yours, or get nothin' at all
ain't stupid
And you gon' have to scrap with some kids that you ain't cool with
You got a short temper, just be careful when you lose it
You wanna be
deep (deep)
Hundred bad bitches like Freaknik
Diamonds dancing on me like yeet (Iceburg)
I'm that same lil' dusty lil' feet
Nigga got rich, now I
and there ain't no stoppin' 'em,
Ain't that a bitch,
When you got to steal from the poor,
And give to the rich
Ain't that a bitch,
When you got to steal
gone, then I gots to know now
Is you wit me or what? Think I'm tryna get me a nut
Just 'cause honeys wanna give me the butt, what
I'm politicking
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