Lyrics:
I wanna talk to all you addicts out there
That's got yourself a great big Jones
An' you done tried all the methadone
And you just can't leave that
to my sister, your big brother got you
But never in life let a coward nigga twist you
A message to my niggaz, when it comes to the hood
Who the fuck in
bitch"-
I'm like I'm fuckin her right now
[Chorus]
Got ya bitch tip-toein' on my marble floors
Red bottoms only for the centerfolds
Big bodies I got
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Duas vozes marcantes, Joe e Mike (voz principal da banda Big Daddy Weave), uma das mais tocadas nas rádios dos Estados Unidos,
chauffeured around or she drives a spider
She living a all-in lifestyle on the expenses of her father
Can you tell how to live?
Can you teach me how the rich
think you've got it figured out
Got a big head from them labels trying to bring you out
'Til they passed on you, they ain't see what they was missing
statements out hmm now im the richest one
"You only rich by a couple dollars" bitch im rich by a ton
I got more than 1 bank account this one for fun
They
dum like a big drum
Like a big drum
Dum dum like a big drum
I
Sometimes I cannot decide
Sometimes I do not know why
I just be tryna get by
I just be
bitch"-
I'm like I'm fuckin her right now
[Chorus]
Got ya bitch tip-toein' on my marble floors
Red bottoms only for the centerfolds
Big bodies I got
an airplane view
Yeah someday, yeah someday I'm gonna be a big star
Ten years and she's all grown up
Waiting tables filling coffee cups
Paying her dues by
I'm talking all that rich talk, that rich talk
You talking all that brick talk, that stick talk
We fuck post a flick up like Tik Tok
Chanel she got
down
A flight of stairs, surely he would have said so explicitly by now."
Yeah, I guess so.
"Go to a McDonald's Playland, tie that big Officier Big Mac
right There next to me.
We'd ride those back roads, No destination in mind,
Windows down, your hand In mine,
Radio playing our favorite Song,
Yeah, we
butter
But i'm puffing out the big pleasures
He take me to space wid him
How can i get rich mane
Prepare yourself to catch a verse from the big purse
Rotate the megahertz where you heard it first
The perpendicular said none similar
call me the Rich man
Feel like a brick man I serve yo girl now she swear she a big fan
No if ands I touch big bands ion got time for yo bitch man
Six two
mean the whole St. Lou
We good (good) good thangs (good thangs)
Ain't got no problems bout lettin' 'em loose
Ma, I ain't got no change
Big spaces
to the corner like a child on a big wheel
Flow more sicker, so much shake in the street
They measure my weight in Richter
Make no mistake, I rhyme for
getting laid
Face masks, butt plugs
Sold out, big fame
Fuck
The poor beg
The rich laugh
The kids bribed
Taken for flights
The poor stare
The rich preach
Say, mike
Sometimes it's painful to relive the past
But sometimes you gotta relive the past in order to heal from it
(I just told richie we rich
(what?)
Never gave a fuck, yeah, that's how I got rich (ayy)
Thirty round clip, make 'em do a backflip (yeah, yeah)
Get interrogated, I bet he gon'
a boss or a worker, you big pimpin'
All by yourself and ain't got no women
Analyze the game, please tell me why the pimpin' won't die
As long as these
I was born legendary on the 12th of February
Big fat rich nigga, call me Refrigerator Perry
If I piss on your head then call it rain, do you
an' a quarter ta fall
An' the big hand's a-settin' on noon, son
Now if the fish don't bite and the almanac's right
And the groundhog sees his shadow
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