Lyrics:
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
to my girl, she a rich nigga bitch
Told the teacher I was gon' be on the rich nigga list (told you)
Black ass nigga, quarter mil' on his wrist (hey)
a replay
Let me see you wind that ass up like a DJ
Run that back like a DJ
I know you see this big face
Chandelier froze for a bad one
Come and kick
man hit man hit man hit man hit man yea
Get yo ass stuck like quick sand messin wit du big man Niggas hope out In trucks
Post On block like kick stand
rich off a trick, I got rich
I got rich, I got rich, I got rich
Versace on both my bags, 200k Ima tote
I got rich, I got rich, I got rich
Big .45 by my
the story of a young rich nigga
They shot up my momma house
I know they had angels with em' (Not my momma)
I swear to God this the story of a young rich
I can tell by that silly ass chain it been slow
Chorus:
Wit a big bag, big bag
Got me all in my big bag, big bag
Saks top shelf big bag, big bag
Got
like taa-dow
Biggie Smalls the illest and how, frays raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he talkin' 'bout that nigga
But your weak-ass assumptions,
like taa-dow
Biggie Smalls the illest and how, frays raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he talkin' 'bout that nigga
But your weak-ass assumptions,
Ima rich ass nigga got some rich ass friends
Need a pretty rich bitch with some fine ass friends
I like my bitches bad and bad
Long braids fat ass
the summer after all
LoveGame
I wanna kiss you
But if I do, then I might miss you, babe
It's complicated and stupid
Got my ass squeezed by sexy Cupid
Guess
nigga on a bitch ass nigga yea
A bitch ass nigga yea yea I'm just tryna be a rich ass nigga yea yea a rich ass
I don't want that nigga in my circle cuz he
Everyday, You know I stay on my big dog status
In the city doing plays on my big dog status
You know we steady getting rich on my big dog status
I'm
on fly beats
I just kick the mad Phillie style
Get buckwild 'cause you know my style
I could run a word, kick it to a herd
Make 'em turn into a rich
on my gang like a bitch?
This the same brothers that gave me a fit
Kick down the door and I made it legit
Gotta stay down 'cause I ride with a stick
I
Ay b*tch im dead fresh - Lit Ho
Bands on me - Kick Door
Racks on racks - I'm rich ho
Back up B*itch - im big bro
Broke n*gga upset, poor ass just mad
take my chain in DC
I had to leave his ass wet
We ain't gon' speak on that all black shit
Tell the truth
Migos my family, so nigga fuck you
Okay! (free
it like this westside mack
Ride you like my Chevy, hit that ass front and back
Now tell me
[ Big Rich ]
Now how does it feel to make love
dip, she like big dick (yeah, yeah, gang)
I got cash (cash)
I like getting rich (rich)
She got lots of ass (ass)
I got hoes, Brad Pitt (bitch), yeah
and you fry in my iron furnace
I am on my get rich or die tryin' like when Em was signin' Curtis
'Cause I am murderous
Joe Budden, Jersey City, New
back to god cause he kept me alive
Kept me alive
Big up all the people who stood by my side
Stood by my side
And to all of my fans who respected my vibe
large
I'm a big rich baby with a big ass crib
Nickname King Kong because that's how I live
I'm the big hoss
Yippee ki yay
As I floss and toss hundred
State
Call me T.O.O., if you say $hort
I'ma rap my ass off till you give me some more
Big bank, now just make me rich
Bitch bitch bitch bitch make me
rich nigga rich nigga) yeaa (yeaa yeaa)
Rich nigga rich nigga (I'ma rich nigga rich nigga)
Sacc real heavy still sayin I ain't got it
Yeah I'm big petty
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