Lyrics:
stars
I don't like small cars or real big women
But somehow I always find myself in 'em
I'm a hidden gem, a rollin' stone
I'm a one man band with
stars
I don't like small cars or real big women
But somehow I always find myself in 'em
I'm a hidden gem, a rollin' stone
I'm a one man band with
steady
It was Mike to those that knows
Matter of fact, Icy Mike 'cause he was cold on them hoes
We was east coast niggas headin' west
I was rollin
Picture niggas rollin', flyin', foreign floatin' out of space (ayy)
Or bitches on Instagram with no filter face (face)
Picture if judges ain't judge us by
snow
Heard you was ballin by the budget ima ballin the load
Yea lets get it in motion
This for them trapstar and them young niggas they rollin
Yea pass
of it
Thought that I was w the shits til o got checked by big cousin
Stock goin up like bitcoin
In a year I'll be in la bein interviewed by big boy
Sucka
shoes been a minute Hope ion scuff em in PE
School out i aint in the house
I'm tired of watching dvds
At the boys club sneaking off
So we can smoke some
Hey wait I can claim the fact that I ain't rich
Or can't stuck in gang
I took off the cape n u faded, Imma' cocaine with no using cocaine
You live by
had to go make a movie
Got Rich Kid dreams, got me feelin' like I'm Skooly
Yeah, stick got kick, some like Wayne Rooney
223 and a 556
Catch me out
slowly
My phone always ringing
Rollin' up the trees everyday is Christmas Eve
Ball just like trillion I'm still building SbC
Drive by at night all you see
Flyin' g-class like da jet uh
Mercedes minivan slidin
Come get killed by a rich family
Do da dash in a Nissan Altima
Never drove a Camry
Pennywise but dis
to the book
I did this shit by my lonely
Many nights feeling lonely
I don't know how many more
I coulda took
Now I got tha ball rollin
All my niggas
All
[Lil' Wayne]
What, what what, what, huh
Huh, huh, Big Tymers, huh
Better act like you know it
I be comin wit' it
And you saw Wayne from a distance
help 'em mind they business with some bottles on ice
[Chorus: x2]
[Repeat x8]
Destruction in the club
Oh, no... Big Snoop Dogg
Ice so cold you
East-side Longbeach City thing
Get it man, rich rollin' 20's gang
Yeah we getting gritty man
(Soopafly) if I'mma choose: ya'll lose
We just fucking up your
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
on by Mase and Big Poppa
So I'm glad you sat down
I ain't want Uncle Un to bring the gats down
He spat rounds, I heard that nigga clap towns
But me I
I'm back!
Spit on a bitch, punch on a bitch
After I eat some steak, have her tug on my dick
Nigga filthy rich, two car notes
No house nigga, that's how
show them"
Made men mad or not, rich men getting scared
Trill 'til I D-IE, I didn't care
Ridin on fo' bald tires wit no spare
No nuts, no glory and I'm
(intro)
Yo
Bay area
You are now rockin
With big von and 50 cent
Owwwwwwwwwwwwww
Yo
Southside
Roll something smoke somethin nigga uh yea
I fall off
backends on occasions (cash)
The bigger the mansion, bigger the gate is
The bigger the bad, the bigger the plate is (big)
I'd rather be rich than famous
but I need another play just like it
Blowin fire dank by the zone I need another one just like it
Triple stack got me powered up so I need another one
vibe
She keep that ass to the sky
Heart so cold like outside
Lost so many folks dat I can't even Cry
I just give thanks for the ones by my Side
Cross my
Discuss these rollin the ballad of big rich dvd by big and rich Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In