Lyrics:
(I'll what?)
I'll put you right up in the sewer (yeah)
Hold on, Big E
DJ Shon, Rich Forever, you dig?
That was Kid by the way
Rich Forever in the buildin'
you please, text the cheap phone
Big big plays, comin' out the cheap phone
(We got big big plays, we got big big plays, yeah)
Ayy, all my plays
And not even break a sweat?
Man, they committin' genocide tryna
Exterminate the lyricist
While saying Dax is the antithesis
That's means opposite
But if I'm
Gaithersburg, right in Old Town, the shit was insane
I'll never forget it, and that's where I met my boy Lenny, Big Lenbo, wassup!
That's right man, we just
Applying on this pressure
They worried about me cause im that nigga
Talking shit but i never heard about y’all
You think you rich nigga please my
call my name
Finna make a man go insane
Drip Drip like I'm Bobbly Blane
EY got a big big mash (Mash)
Gotta get that that strap (Strap)
Big mash never jam
get wipe from eye
With you by my side I'll forever be rich
No a brudda can't lose you nuh see how man a win
Aye
Big loving gih you big big lovin big
what a hell of a life
Been winning so many years
And the future is bright
Now it's very clear
That we gon' be rich forever, and ever, and ever
We
get rich by any means, even if it means runnin' in drums (let's go)
Yo, it's Big 5
No lie, man I live this life (yeah)
All the bouncers at the door
beg and drink out your shoes and get they nose brown
Just the kinda man you wanted, ain't it, honey?
A big buff dumb-ass fool with hella money
Down
'cause I done hit rock bottom
I'mma get up on a muthafuckin' sack and a big ass bottle to solve all my problems
I'm goin' in circles man, goin' in
a digit
Got a midget in the stash kinda hard for it to fit in
So how can I broke
When I go by name of Rich
And I shouldn't have to call bitch
Cus you know
coulda lef school and go tek on di street
Nuff big man see mi and seh mi look sweet
And ah try draw mi ova mi just kiss mi teeth
Nuff ah mi friend dem have
nigga that's my type
Eight-inch big, ooh, that's good pipe
Bad bitch, I'ma ride the dick all night
Rich nigga, eight-figure, that's my type
That's my
told Roscoe, "slam the door" (slam the door)
I fuck on that ho and I go (I go)
You begging that bitch not to leave (ha)
I fuck her whenever I please
they have for the world that they bleed dry.
They are the true pornographers
The real stylists in human perversion.
Rich educated tarts sit dumbly by
Yea... yeah, ayy, huh
Y'all already know I like them sticks man
I swear I'm so lifted walkin on the moon
We gon' be rich real, real soon
And when
My dogs them are different
Nigga, I am Mr. Skeng, spot the difference
Big Mike, don't need no assistance
So please give a nigga some distance
Name
was the type want a man just to make her rich
At first I was frontin' like I had some guap
I was askin' for twenties from pops
Was tryna become an OG
Aiyo, this is big Nas
I wanna give a shout-out to my man Premo, you know?
From Gang Starr, no doubt
Lil' Dap, Jeru, Melachi, the whole crew
(rich girls gonna) you better listen up boys
(rich girls wanna) they always get their man
of the year Freak of the cench, freak with a stench
Big Peeza, Big Peeza, Big Peeza, Big Peeza
Freak of the week, freak of the year Freak of the cench, freak
this rhyme
Then bring your big bad ass to California
'Cause we ain't hard to find
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my
this rhyme
Then bring your big bad ass to California
'Cause we ain't hard to find
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my
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