Lyrics:
Ye ain't big-big whippin'
Ye ain't steady tip-tippin'
No girl gettin', homie
You ain't fresh azimiz
Think ye is (think ye is)
But ya ain't (but ya
and it's glistenin' (Uh)
The bitch got mad, I dissed her (Rrr)
Shawty, you ain't nothin' to a rich nigga (nothin')
I'll put a check on a bitch nigga
what you just did
A big wave
Tsunami shit
Go way up
On some pop out shit
Show them folks what time it is
Droochii Droochii Droochii
Lil Krvxx triple X
the stinacks
And I got a big-big MAC, for the chit-chat
Did the drive-by, in the matte-black Hellcat
Picked up an opp bitch in the same Hellcat (yeah)
Suck
Christmas to me
It's been a long time since the Big Rich caught a body
[Ice-T]
Fuck it, I Like the way you think my man
I pack 20 motherfuckers in a ??? van
big but I'm not rich (Not rich)
I know hella niggas in my circle that are toxic (Toxic)
I drink my problems away like alcoholics
Hello (Hello), hey how
Hook
Big city blues can’t win can’t lose
Alarm is going off roll over and hit snooze
Got the big city blues can’t win can’t lose
Me versus you that’s
my body keeps telling me to take it easy
So I sit here watching a DVD logo bounce around the TV
My life ended ages ago, now it's all a dream
Sitting
money bitch you fired, you and roach
Straight up in that vintage it's just Chanel, no Coach
Put the little bitch in time out no spoke (Rich Gang)
Why
by me, I want a lil' face
Think about it, I don't want relations with the lil' skank
Not Tay-K but I'm on the race
Big desert eagle, keep it on my
I'm up in this bitch
My tool coming
If I'm up in this bitch
I keep a few hunnids on tuck in this bitch
They big mad cause they know that we
Rich
I live
I stack to a billion
Get so rich and give it all to my children getting
Big big paper
Big big big paper
Big big paper
Big big big paper
Never had shit
Outsider service announcement
This is the United States of America
Drugs drugs drugs drugs drugs drugs drugs run America
Big drugs yuh wa rich inna
(Jimmy)
Big Drip, every time
Freebandz, Stay High
Meine Chain, Dicka, blendet sie
Stay High, meine Family
Ja, ich schieß' auf die Enemys
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
Ooh, ooh, ooh
(Dtb, that's a slap) right there
Rich city stunner, big dog move militant
Cold as the winter, but my chick like the summer get
by (you)
Rollie flooded (flooded), diamonds flawless (flawless)
Bad thotties, big bodies (skrrt, yeah)
(Sex)
Oh you rich? Yeah
I just gave my ex
ina the eye say them don't Like it
Them cyaah keep up suh them
Soon gone quit
Throw this a stone many hog
Them a lick
Big hater by we side nuffa stick
myself return by death
So I could kill dat boy again
I made my bed im layin in
To keep creating greater sin
My back keep gettin heavier
I guess its time I
Cash, cold, that's what I need
Big bill collectors they ring my phone
They bother me when I'm not at home
Ain't go no time to be fooling round
Feet
another nigga take me off my grind
I be getting paid by the hour the minute the second, so no you can't afford my time
I ain't been the same since I lost my
Make it BIG Go BIG or go home
All my life put in work they don’t know
I be on the grizzy this a one man show
Make it BIG, (or what?) Be owned
Make it
beats by several
Big checks makes billing free if you get my memo
My words turning into rhymes after playing the piano
Pushing all these keys giving
Ye ye ye ye ye ye
Shit, who your mans?
Contraband
I'm so Tony Stark, Ronda Rous
On the heart
I got big money on heart
Big, big money
Big, big, big
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