Lyrics:
with the babble, with the chrome, with the lead
Cause when it's on, then it's on, the shots flowin' through your head
I been rich I been poor I saved
afford him
Be the rich, and be the poor then, really get to be before him
To get laced, on mistakes, and big brakes
Quick pace, lyrics they pick in this
got big chains (chains)
So tell ya bitch to come and holla at a rich man
Aye
Somebody better tell these niggas
How I do it when I do it I'm a do it for
Tantalizing touches, succulent skin
We should wed
Start off broke then stay together
'til we make it big
My queen is english, Sojourner Truth
I could learn from
My momma told me to dream big yeah kid
And from that day that's exactly what I did
Probably was about nine, around 89
Playing her O'Jays tape, song
Call up the rest of the crew
I'll see you there
[Big Azz Ko]
Yo, I got the call from Sean he out in Milan
Went to get the package, got there it was
Now I see what fame will really get you
Bottle by the night stand, that ease the stress
Dealing with depression, pills on the dresser
Fiending for
Bow, bow
Rich shooter, uh, rich shooter
Yeah, damn (rich shooter)
Yeah, hundred round goon (blow blow)
Uh, bitch I'm heroin on the spoon
I'm
You know Young Rich Niggas
You know so we ain't really never had no old money
We got a whole lotta new money though
(If Young Metro don't trust
Watch my growth persevere
It's easy to be rich
When you came from it
I'm impressed when you came from shit
A mile inch by inch
Fought your way out
(they can keep it)
At 17 I made six figures (yeah)
Immature young rich nigga (what else?)
By 21 I made a mil' twice (yeah)
Your dreams, my real life
truth|He was richer by far .....for writin his roots||I write songs of how my ...grandpa lived|How they took his land... gave it to the rich |They take my
ooh
Yo, go whereyalike
Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
I mean rich, poor, high, low, or upper-middle class,
Let's all
the wood
Vanities mirage keep playing the drum
Bring us out in the mood
The beauty, the beast
The big divide between the rich the poor
The beauty,
bob
But I had got it fixed
I'm the one that paid all of her bills
She acting like she rich (you ain't rich)
Every time I'm there she call her job
She
brown nose)
There's rich uncle Bob, I say now what you gonna do?
(Gonna brown nose. Gonna brown nose)
You get stopped by the man, I say now what you gonna
go whereyalike
Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
I mean rich, poor, high, low, or upper-middle class,
Let's all get
this shit I'm soul
Ice ice they gotta pay me in gold
Told em rich by 24
No love no x and o's
Wrist in froze ya beats being me
All the baddest hoes
CAMPTOWN RACES by Stephen Foster 1850
Camptown ladies sing this song, do da, do da
Camptown Races 5 miles long, oh do da day
I came down there with
shoot a woman in the club, it's a hoedown
Big ass chain and it's hangin' by my nuts now
Every time that we commit a crime, it goes properly
Robbin' all
Rich hoes knowing words to my songs
When yall hang around me
Start achieving ya goals
I got queens in my corner
Imma fold on deez hoes
Progression is 1
be?
Like me ya black superhero
Got enough zeros to hire Bob Shapiro
Ya Honor I'mma have to get rid of ya
Because it ain't no trivia about my flat in
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
juggle, 'cause life is my type of struggle
Seven-fifty IL's, and tales of fly females
Who caught in these sales wit live details
Shades by Cartier, and big
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