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I get v-i-c-i-o-u-s
V-i-c-i-o-u-s
Hop on the mic and the boy get vicious
Promise I am not fictitious
Clean up the game like I'm doin' the dishes

Lifestyles of the rich and famous
(What you laughin' at?)
Well, I'm rich and famous
It's just better, like, it's just like
Know what I'm sayin'?

flippin chips
Gettin rich, even though it's hard
Tryin to creep through these halls and brawls
without scarred by a revolv'
with no warnin signs, cause yo

colossal, it look like Pangaea
Hit Puerto Rico, I'm sippin' Sangria
I kick down door with no keys
I'm too high, Indigo V
I flew by, I got new wings
Die two

the ground

Smoking weed by the pound, fuck smoking by the ounce
When I'm done, take a bitch a pound town
When I'm done, I'll have all my money in a mound
Rich

destruction)
From nine to five
But from five to nine you're living just fine
Living in a bubble you don't recognize anymore
You're too rich to care about

Purple Rain

Beanie Sigel

The B. Coming

2005

and the endo sack, make me slack?
Cock tailed or V'd up, gettin' swiss cheesed up

Please don't blow my high
(blow my high)
When I'm sippin' that purple

Hood bitch but she high grade smokin by the lbs

(Chorus)
She get what she want and her frown lift up
(Spoiled bitch)
No work goes thru on ground we have

One T nine, One four-five
One thot wet, one thot dry
Swing on a opp, when he walk by
If he swing back let shots
(Woo)
Five percent tint

high
We don't really get low
But we get really really high
I came out the wound blind
But now I can see fine
Clarity getting clearer
By the second
Take

Neva Had Sh*t

Gucci Mane

Murder Was the Case

2009

times, man I'm high already
I like that girl with them braids and them high-top Chevys
Got that bump for stick-up, Starter and the big boy chest
Tried

of the party is hardly appealing
When the party ain't part of your army (lonely by yourself)
Freed me from feeding my blame shifting feelings
You're sorry, oh, I

Tryna get rich, tryna do bits, tryna get pissed, tryna get by 
Tryna do this, tryna make hits, tryna take trips, tryna fly high 

Get racks, get stacks,

until I get rich

Bandz on swole
Finna put on a crib
Used to be broke
Used to love hitting licks
Trapping downtown
By Martha & 5th
On a thizz pill
While

the Westside, where they kill guys
Yeah red dots, headshot, yeah
Big 45, by my side, oh yeah
You get flipped up like a sidekick
I'm from 6-5, where they, yeah
Do

We ain't bluffing
Iso hoodies by the dozen
Now we Buzzing
Now you with us
No you wasn't
Talking crazy
Then we drug him
Yeah we came up with our cousins

niggas can't find
With a .45 on my waistline
Like fuck next, I'm lit now
Crossed over, I'm big slime
I'm still slidin', I'm rich now
Everybody gotta

Ferrari, house on 5 acre ground
That's when I say

Chorus
Sen:
Nigga I got it for 25
I got it
That's when I pull up and I drive the 5
I pull up

Eatin rich 
Fried fish 

Won't ever switch 
Don't trust a hoe 
Don't trust a bitch
Gon flip the switch 
From off to on 
On on the song 
I'm gon do it big

I wanna make it rich 
I wanna make it big 
Know I gotta keep these sticks 
223 get you hit
Know i gotta go get rich for the fun life 
I just wanna

[Juelz Santana:]
Catch me where you catch me
find me where you find me
in the hood or on the island
im probably by a palm tree
skull gang chain nigga

Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out

Fresher Than Ever

Young Money

Rise of an Empire

2014

to 1000 nigga
Yea
From a mill to these mills man

Okay, them birds fly high but we get them bitches cheap
Table full of coke who say two mountains never

upset 
These niggaz they hate 
Cuz Big Homie and up next 

I just called the plug 
Told him we bout be rich rich 
Big Homie the plug 
I be all about that