Lyrics:
Dig the hair on my chest
(Macho, macho man) yeah
I said dig my big thick mustache
(I've got to be a macho man) alright
I've got to be a mucho,
the corner and when she came
I grabbed her by the arm and I asked her name
She said it was Anita and her man's in Santa Rita
I took her to my house
the corner and when she came
I grabbed her by the arm and I asked her name
She said it was Anita and her man's in Santa Rita
I took her to my house
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
simple ,
GEt rich and everybody go one please you .
shey you they feel me? , I they fell you..
Ha Halleluyah.to get rich na the prayer .
good good health
pay no mind to their benign gestures (mm)
Nigga, please, I got my mind on much bigger things to say the least
My latest beat just sound like they was
the family shackles
Laboring a man he's gaffled
I get angry, I sip bombs (chea!) on your rich lawn
I was brought up Muslim and Christian
I been studying
don't wanna see a nigga get rich
They just wanna see u living a dream
I'm Mandela dreaming nigga please not bout yo bitch
I don't slay no queens probably
I'm saying, the vet, not the pet
Dig this here man
Like my nigga Cashball, you know what I'm saying, me and DeAnte say
Man, it's "stacks, tracks
a prayer
Talks like he’s a big man but you can’t compete with the men
But I’m sure that up in Churwell, there’s some kid that he’s threatening again
Pick up
like Sylvia Plath, geeze
Watch Travie take the title with ease
You want a verse, please
I wouldn't bless you if you sneezed (achoo!)
Pardon me, I'm
don’t need no man, made it big in Japan
やったよ All me
全部一人
My Level から聞こえないよ
その悪口
お前のフォロワー数はどうでもいい
While you counting followers
I be counting all this
on this d
I need a better reason
I’m just a little nigga
In a big world
Fucked on his baby sister
Now she a big girl
I left some footprints
Taking big steps
you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come
and Fandango
Give me your ear like Van Gogh and it's candlewick
I mean, I mean, it's lit like a candlestick
When I'm fatigued like a camo fit
A rich man
I was born in the era where Pac and B.I.G. pushed their CDs
Man, I feel like I'm on hip-hop, needed, need it, need it, need it, need it
What these
I've been praying everyday
Lord please make a way
Man I been through the pain
Now the people know my name
I did it when they said I couldn't
Got it
the big body Benz and I'm sippin sangria just watch me fly by (watch me fly by)
We won't succumb to darkest desires of life I'm just trynna go spy (trynna
and get rich
Bitch I'm so god damn motherfuckin cool
See me and you drool like you're nothin but a fool
Ridin down the strip with B-Legit and Big Ant
to get mad and cut a few fukin' rubs
Chorus -
It ain't no joke, it's a poor mans coke
I got busted by the law while i was havin' a toke
It ain't no joke,
Rain Rain Go cway
Come Back To The Ghetto cnother Day
Dem Know Bout Rich We Know Bout Poor (Bruk Life)
Dem Know Big House We Know Cold Floor
Dem
[INTRO]
Rain Rain Go Away
Come Back To The Ghetto Another Day
[Chorus]
Dem Know Bout Rich We Know Bout Poor (Bruk Life)
Dem Know Big House We Know
now
Please hold
Three years alone in crowded rooms
No carpets on the floor
A man in white on guard
Just outside the big steel door
Please hold,
Dig the hair on my chest
(Macho, macho man) yeah
I said dig my big thick mustache
(I've got to be a macho man) alright
I've got to be a mucho,
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