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Five and dawg the Spanish girls here all thick
Rollie on my wrist and I just can’t quit till we all get rich
Day One same clique, none of my boys

got a headache
First day I started sell rocks by the deli
Don't give em nothin', these thots gotta beg me
She want a baller, these bitches be thirsty

drop out you best just leave
Like the Hakka we stand side
By side that's why no bro deceased
With words I'm scaring opps
Put thoughts in there
Head until

This is just a real song, you know
MGK, Rock City Let's Go! Hey, hey (Hey)

They said I been wrong for way too long
I wish they would leave me alone

shitting
I’ll be over flossing
Dropping head rows on my way to Lamas
Presidential rally, big face Obama!
I had a dream, but rock on my time
Bitches on my

niggas yea they scamming hitting Licks
Got a few niggas yea they scamming getting rich
Free my brotha drippy he got locked up by the pigs
Never said a word

I'm the heat source
Measured by Kelvins, Melt the box
Liquid rocks, And you all you gone ever be
Tote the glock And take the shot
Now I'm the last thing

a blunt 
Then go roll that motherfucker up with me, man (damn, Slime)
Let's rock out

Cutthroat Paradise East where it's real (ugh)
Nigga can't be

Watch how I treat em
Uh Uhhhh
Shit got deeper X up on our backs but we wont cry believe we leaders
I don't stand by lies I lead my guys look watch

done left alone
Was taught to play my hand when niggas quick to hit the deck and fold
Rock solid, dealt with the pressure by building stepping stones

The cherry Land Rove' (Skrrt)
We used to rock Pebble Beach
And then we came home (Ah)
Hit the back of his head, now his brains gone
(Boom boom boom boom boom)

bitch-ass brudda
Sat at home, complaining 'bout a rich-ass brudda
I need my people making mills, you know, big-ass dinners
Black women in high places,

Picnic fit, two G's on my sandals
Five-fifety-five, for an Off-White flannel
Rock bands bitch, big drums no banjos
Riding through the shits, playing school

Hit It Up

Sporty Thievz

The Best Man

1999

kiss chicks that wear lipstick
By holler catch my - on a visit
With Timbs, when I get rich cop the lizards
Hit a club, out the car like where the -
Y'all

a bitch I'ma shit on
Big bag talk, make that little money get gone
I love cash, I be in the back
Tryna get it on
I'm gettin' money, I ain't even mad atcha'

I got a little farm and it's mostly rock it
Ain't too much but it's all I got
Bluebirds singing in the evergreen
Trees in Watertown Tennessee
Hey

home?

I fuck with shawty 'cause she trap out like Griselda
Can't even lie, girl, you the one, like why the fuck we not together?
He could be rich

by the Swiss
Worn by the rich, with that shit you can sniff
Got not time to play 'round, it's way too much in my mix
I'm talking dollars and cents,

Cubicle future alert
Big brother super-community burn
OK shoppers, tickets won't last
For the straight-to-video "Dog-Boy
Eats glass"
Who BMX match rotate

Need a new Richard Mill to feel rich and amazing

I guess I'm a star all these niggas is gazing
Diamonds look like a star on my ear and my bracelet

Need

fresh, like a cherry tree
Big double d's thighs curve like calligraphy
I just a need chick that i can anime and chill with
Maybe cop a jet to japan

Big body coupe
Shot his SUV up now that shit with SVU
Got gas like Texaco Mexico where I get my boof
She think she special undress her now bitch get

I had a dream or a nightmare
Difficult to decide which
There were a few who had plenty
And there were poor who were rich
I saw some rocks that were

of Freetown

My name is platinum Group of minerals some call me PGM
I'm a family man with a friendly plan to produce good money meh
I'm rich on the outside I