Lyrics:
big money shit
Now everybody tryin' to get rich
Now get rich niggas, fuck it
Some rap pioneers, be them crackheads
When they speak, you see
dick
Too many niggas, not enough hoes
And some of you niggas, acting like hoes
Stay to myself like loners do
Get high by myself, I'm not in the mood
Frequented by the top gentry
Where our vaults will overflow
Overflow with dollars sooooo
A high bank roll with big cash flow
A stack of dollars that grows
plusy a taky minusy
Stejně don’t give a fuck, mám v píči jak Big Saucy
Co jsi říkal, prosim? Jsem furt tady – bossin’
Ty zmrdy furt kosim, vždycky tady
can't understand
How one real nigga became a real man
S is for the way I skeet in they mouth
One by one we muttin' 'em out
Man, them other niggas, y'all
Out of range, never running out of game
Lotta chains, came with a lot of pain
Not a day goes by I ain't got a jay
Spending change, where that
bitch I'm finna split
I'm out here to make waves until I'm that big kahuna
I tried to work a regular 9 to 5
But sometimes I wanna buy a 9 put 5 bullets in
pressure, big drip
Rolling in money, big strips
At the table couple stacks, I'm a young rich boy with some big chips
Damn
Skipping classes cause I wanted
accounts and some bankers
Get high, get fly, til you get it, gettin' by
Don't switch get krunk get drunk get rich
From the bottom to the top now it's
you'll probably find gold and probably get rich
Greater He that's in me than He in the world that why it's flip
I just took me a trip the world is too big
Dutch's , 2.5
Big guns, no knives
Sticked up, I ain't hidin
Run it up by myself or with the guys
Ain't real, see the hoe in his eyes
Told you I missed you,
high
Walking with my chest out now I got a six pack
And a big mag in my jean I can't loose guard
I'm a living proof on a christmas we don't wear no shoe
a quarter million (brrt, brrt)
High-priced fashion, Italian, Milan (fashion)
If she get attached, then I'm goin' on the run (she get attached)
Took the big
100 now, that girl nasty
I'm never lettin' the opportunity pass me, by
I love her boots when they thigh high
Guess it's true what they say when
Compare me to Meek, big wheelies get popped
One by one, compare 'em to scabs, I'm picking them off
They're going home to fuck Nicki Minaj, aw
Compare me
Twenty-five, thirty-five mill' uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Let's get it
Spent four hundred on a whip, let's get it
Spent two-fifty on the wrist, let's get
tryna be my friend, they tryna give me high fives
When people disrespected me, I had to tell em bye bye
Cause if you mess with me, then it's some rules
do it send him back to adidas
Big speaker I'm sky high
Bum feet in the wood that's zaza
Niggas cap in they rap like sci-fi
I'm well connected like
give me lip love
I Dunn even showed love to the big girls And them skinny and the Minnie and lil stick girls
Even ran into that model ass rich girl
duši (Na duši)
Bohatej na duši, bohatej na duši-i
Má to svý plusy a taky mínusy
Stejně don't give a fuck, mám v píči jak Big Saucy-y (Mám v píči)
Co jsi
they get scared
Went and got that coupe and then went
Got that iced out big head
But all I ever want to be was a rich nigga
I was raised not to hate but
this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome to the party"
Hey Grandmaster 5 that old school shit's fresh
But uh let's rock some of that
my only wish to rise
On them jealous motherfuckers I despise
Coming down clean bumping riding dirty getting high
It was my only wish to rise
Gotta big up all my peoples who be working on the future
Though they know they gotta struggle
Keep'n it real
To all my homies working on the 9 to 5
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