Lyrics:
Rich by popular demand
The wait is over homie
Yes it is
A town connect
Know the city gon' feel this
Damn right
Say Toob I know you see me
Say Chris
sad, hoes big, big mad
You a big fan, bitch
Never been a hatin' bitch ever
Big broads, big trappers
Big bloods, red bandanas, uh
Big mad
I love
a basic hoe I need a rich chick, ok
Big shit nigga i talk big shit
And my wrist lit yeah you know my wrist lit
All this jewelry, got me looking like a quick
had a cousin man
He was big in cocaine
So all them rich kids
To me they were slave
Cause the money wouldn't be
If my cousin never gave
Official picking
Rich Fagen, La-Po Music (BMI)/Bruce Burch Music (SESAC), Of Music (ASCAP)/Dan Saranana Publishing Designee
Sadie, pull this car over. Let me get me
Journey of a thousand miles
One step, right leg
Next step, left leg
Bit by bit we are getting there
Even for sleep I dey chase moolah
Big bags, big
talk for me
Half a mill' worth of ice what it bought for me
I'm on that bubble kush man that's a rich high
I order Crist' by the case, I'm a rich guy
Im gonna get rich
Blow a pound in the proche
A 911 All coca
Im gonna get rich
Never show you where I live
Real niggas know the deal
Im gonna get
fear
Keep that choppa on deck
If a hater run up on me
Hit him up with no rat
It's big business, big bills
And big choppas
Cherry red Challenger, lookin
of cash can get a nigga bag
But that don't make you big and bad, just mean you rich and mad
Nigga, your pillow soft, so kill the boss talk
Me to you's
crush in a fashion
Like I ain't never ate in this game (Chuh)
Like I ain't never seen or had me some big thangs
Like I ain't been around the world
got a bae
Said I never settle
Married to the money
Loyalty
And It never sweat me
Dead presidents keep coming to my mind
Think they haunt me
Family don't
out
Barrels to your face
And blow your fucking face off
Cause you know my mind is golden oh
Happen to catch me a Beverly show
Body fell asleep but my
Mama said I’m gon’ be rich (Be rich)
Get a watch for my dad’s wrist (Ice)
Buy a big house for my kids (Big house)
Mama said, Mama said
Mama said I’m gon’
ain't
Cause all I got on me is a big fat bank
And I hope I don't get robbed by you know who
Make me donate some G's to the boys in blue
And if I sue,
a pre-teen toddler
I been servin' since a jit tryna dodge all the obstacles
My teachers all told me that were probable
Probable cause, no crack a never really
Truth is, look I ain't living in a big ass house
In fact, they want to evict me now, just so you know
Truth is, no I ain't rich, yeah I'm broke like
Truth is, look I ain't living in a big ass house
In fact, they want to evict me now, just so you know
Truth is, no I ain't rich, yeah I'm broke like
I’m warm-ups, shorts, jeans, and boots
And the only thing I rap about is beats and rhymes
We think deep by design, you should read my mind
‘Cuz yours is
See say them a pree mi nuh Want mi me fi
Rich rich rich
Rich
Yeahhhh aha aha
Getto youth fi
Rich rich rich
Rich yeahhhh aha aha
Getto youth fi
Big benz
that I need to
Achieve and Accomplish to
Find complete peace words will never
Hurt me or intimidate me
I am never intimidated
By anyone or anything women
Your number, won't store it
Call me, I ignore it (hello)
I might get a 'Rari, 200 I floor it (Rari)
I was broke yesterday (yeah)
I was rich by
I Big Mac the bitch (fuck)
I don't put my time into chitchat, I'm rich
Rich, rich, rich, rich, rich
She fuck like a celebrity more than me
And yeah, I pour up (woo), bought me a redeye (redeye), just to do donuts
On God, they don't want smoke with us, they just might fold up
They never noticed
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