Lyrics:
but my wrist said freeze
Got Friday on a DVD
She's a baller and I'm a baller
Wha-what?
[Chorus]
To all my hot girls
Livin' fiesta
To all my hot
Ha yeah
Bitch, I'm in the twilight zone trip in the mist dreamin'
They ask me where I see myself in five, I said a rich genius
Alright
Yeah
Bitch,
Dub-C I'm rich rollin', pistol holdin'
Pockets swoll nigga, that's how I'm rollin'
Put the flame to the killer, nigga
Worldwide homicide mob figure in
Dub-C I'm rich rollin', pistol holdin'
Pockets swoll nigga, that's how I'm rollin'
Put the flame to the killer, nigga
Worldwide homicide mob figure in
beeped twice
Jumped out the whip like I was the police
Didn't have a gun, but my wrist said freeze
Got Friday on a DVD
She's a baller and I'm
bet I get that 80 grand wrist
Told me we could never get rich
Now watch me ride the Chevy hit the switch
Straight ballin' like a bitch
Aye, riding
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
Say she hate how I ditch her but I got a big thing
So if karma's a bitch, how we got these big rings, yeah
Almost flunked out of school by the wayside
I
Oh and we take your ho
Pull up in the Lamborghini with that big 44
Young rich nigga came from
The fucking kitchen
Whippin', whippin', whippin'
beeped twice
Jumped out the whip like I was the police
Didn't have a gun, but my wrist said freeze
Got Friday on a DVD
She's a baller and I'm
but my wrist said freeze
Got Friday on a DVD
She's a baller and I'm a baller
Wha-what?
[Chorus]
To all my hot girls
Livin' fiesta
To all my hot
about this shit partner
Every move is so watched by these rich boxes
So why should I lose all my rich sponsors
I'm gone then you suddenly hip hoppin'
them glizzy's tucced
Y'all can't beef cuz y'all ain't rich enough
You niggas clicking up
Big ole sticc, extended drum
We pushed up word to my mom
Me
found my soul mate finally
But one day I found out she actually owned a copy
Of Joe dirt on DVD
Oh, no! I said
Hey! Are we lobbing hand grenades, kiddo?
Yeah
Deja Miquel Hoe
Ha
Walk in the party yo bitch off the molly
Rollin' up piss yeah I pearl and I spark it
I know you mad I can tell by
an hour ago
But we still in this bitch
I pull up, pull up, pull up, in that automatic cook up
B. Rich pull up in that rooster til we wake the fuckin' hood
an hour ago but we still in this bitch
I pull up, pull up, pull up, in that automatic cook up
B. Rich pull up in that rooster til we wake the fuckin
(Eh, eh, ne, more)
Big drip, na sobě Gucci, Nike a Armani (Pew, pew, pew, všechno legit)
Big drip, libry, koruny, eura, dolary (Čávo)
Big drip, já jdu z
Ah, yeah ah, yeah
Pull up in that whip and make it skrrt
Hop inside the leather, soft as fur
Rollin' up that sticky, got the syrup (yeah)
Go 'head
be bothered by bitches that see me get rich and act different, Lil Bitch
I-I-I can't say sorry I'm making it big and I'm really not listening, Bitch
I was just dreaming ‘bout Rovers
Rich nigga pulled over, they blind by the wristwatch
See me, I’m flippin’ the fifty’s
Rollin’ & packin’ them blizzy’s
the whole click shawty
I'm just a young nigga tryin' to get rich shawty
I'm a pimp shawty plus I'm from the M shawty
And all these other rappers don't
Big drip big whip big ice big bank
EZZY MONEY
My drip is so hard you can’t stand by me
(big drip)
My whip is so hard you can’t park by me
(skurt)
My
pocket's gettin' bigger
"Yo, got that five-O double up, nigga"
Yeah, high rollin', big money I'm foldin'
Bitch on my tip for the dick I'm holdin'
Strung
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