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his boys last
He always doing 100 dash
RICH RICH
RICH NOOKIE HUH
RICH RICH
RICH NOOKIE HUH
RICH RICH
RICH NOOKIE HUH
GIRL YOU GOT SOME
MEAN
CLEAN
RICH

girl)
I would prolly get a rich boy too (Uh, huh)
So let me ask you some' (What?)
What can you do for me, baby? (Uh)
Can you buy me bundles, brand new

, get plugs on my cellular
Got the things and he ain't switching up
Big money big drip, they call me Bagways

I just wanna get rich, get rich, yeah Put my

Poor Decisions

Rick Ross

Self Made 3 [Best Buy Exclusive]

2013

makin' poor decisions
Rich niggas makin' poor decisions
All my little homies up in prison
Lupe gotta tell 'em how you livin'

The Beloved T-Rex says
Grown

the bush and just get to the point (slam)
You wanna be me, I know what you want
But you ain't gotta pull no publicity stunt (nah)
Live by the gun then you

Chapter one
When the people are split in two
What are we left to do?
Go to the extremes that have violently threatened me and you?
Gather the witches

(lVerse)	don't know what you've got,

Sure makes 'me hot -when you enter the room

I feel it in the air, your Sav'Oir Faire is unmistakable,

They

Conspiracy Theory

Scarface

The Last of a Dying Breed [Clean]

2000

snitchin nobody out when ya facin a life sentence
For death, you do it by yo God-damn self

[Scarface]
He gettin clean, so we gave him a job
Had the whole

Friends With Tractors

Rodney Atkins

It's America

2009

I sat beside a man from Hollywood, California on a plane
He said he had rich and famous friends, yeah he liked dropping names
I said, "Well, howdy

Menace to Society

Above the Law

Livin' Like Hustlers

1990

Because, illeterate fools, you must understand
Although my status is be	-boy, I'm stronger than He-Man
That's how I make it, I never fake it
God gave me this

, serious niggas (they up)
But his nephew Tez around surrounded by broke, serious killers (they up)
Tez pull up like, "Damn Unc let me holla at you for

they walk down the street
Yeah.

He's just a rich old man
He never cared for anyone
He likes to count his possessions
He's been a miser from penny one
He

nigga

If you see a rich nigga 
Point em out
(where he at) 
Point em out 
(where he at)
Point em out 
(there he go)

If you see a rich nigga 
Point em out

He gonna give you all his love
He gonna give you all his time
He won't let a minute go by
Without the thought of you crossing his mind
I be like fuck

(And my kicks, nigga)
She wan' fuck on me 'cause
She know that I'm it (She know I’m it)
Bitch, I'm the it factor
Bullеt hit his daddy in the head
Now he

on niggas' necks
Fuck your homie, his ass died, you come behind, you gettin' stretched
I was thuggin' by myself before I was ever with the gang
417, I'd be

fucking lose

Yeah, it's important I make big boy moves
Wear more suits.
Look in my ear. You'll see big boy jewels
When I'm a rich boy, I'll need me a rich

and I swear this the realest it gets and you best to not get that shit twist'd
I'm a be rich before I hit that ditch
They ain't give it to me, had to earn

and out, woo, go)

Cross the country, my plug he in Wyoming (woo, what?)
And the only time I pull up on you, if a nigga owe me (skrrt)
And the whole word

them bags 

It's that 
Rich pussy
It make him put his boys last 
He always doing 100 dash

Shhhhhhh you talk too much 
I be needing NDAs
Cause this pussy

you hear me
Diamonds & pearls
Louie bags & furs
It's that AMG PUSSY
And yo ass can get swerved
Hold up
You know what
The money is the motive
Rich ass

Rich Kids

Bea Miller

Not an Apology

2015

the way

Rich kids never go to jail
Rich kids never buy on sale
Rich kids always have the most fun
Man, I wish that I was one

Maybe he's not for me
Maybe

on my own
I'm uptown wit Beretta's what had went thru his dome
Im sure he wish that shit was a comb
Me wit this rapping shit ain't something that you can

the one thing that makes you important
Make us feel like no ones ever felt
Factor fear
Talent scare
Factor fear
Talent scare
Round the houses
Talentless