Correction Lyrics Ain’t Got sh*t by Philthy Rich

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Ain't got sh*t, these n***as ain't got sh*t, these n***as ain't got sh*t, these n***as ain't got sh*t, they broke, ooh, ooh, aye
Ain't got sh*t, these b*t*hes ain't got sh*t, these b*t*hes ain't got sh*t, these b*t*hes ain't got sh*t, they broke, ooh, aye, aye, aye, aye

Ain't got sh*t, these n***as ain't got sh*t, these n***as ain't got sh*t, these n***as ain't got sh*t, they broke, ain't got sh*t, these n***as ain't got sh*t they broke, these n***as ain't got sh*t they broke
Ain't got sh*t, these b*t*hes ain't got sh*t, these b*t*hes ain't got sh*t, these b*t*hes ain't got sh*t, they broke, ain't got sh*t, these b*t*hes ain't got sh*t they broke, these n***as ain't got sh*t they broke

I say now these n***as ain't got sh*t, done f**ked around lost his bottom b*t*h
Came home to Phil n***a, chose up on a real n***a
These n***as ain't got sh*t, XD no-stop clip
30 on it, bet not trip, f**k around won't make it to Christmas
And my young n***as on that house lick
Janitor no lock smith
Better run in them keys n***a before they run in and squeeze n***a
These n***as ain't got sh*t, I'm pink slip and they leasin
Couple stacks on yo head boy have you knocked down by the evening
See these n***as ain't got sh*t, talk about it but ain't popped sh*t
Still on that block sh*t, Seminary that top sh*t
These n***as they broke hoe, Giuseppe's cost a band
Another stack on my belt b*t*h, it's Sem City money man
It's Philthy

I'm with mop head n***as (ridin with them killas)
We go from cutlasses to drop head n***a (ooooh, them Phantoms)
We keep it money over hoes my n***a (money over b*t*hes)
Broke the religion now you broke, my n***a, you a joke ass n***a
Knock it off n***a, that ain't that real sh*t it's that knock off n***a
Hey
I got my n***as
But I ain't got no time for broke, that's hammer time n***a, I'm countin mine n***a
Hold up, trusting a b*t*h ain't gon get ya dough up
You know us, kick in the door and lifting the floor up
That flexing on IG you look just like a lick
I get to scrolling through them pics I think I know that b*t*h
You broke
She broke too
Cuz I broke her
And she broke you

These n***as ain't got sh*t, they broke
I'm pouring up some purple in the Faygo
Below zero swag I'm too cold
Blowing loud that kill what I smoke
My kicks new, my fit's True, I'm flexing
Broke n***as come get some lessons
We getting money over here n***a, no question
Killed the club ain't even need no weapon
Hitman Beatz hottest n***a in Vegas
Burnt b*t*hes ain't got sh*t so they hatin
I'm married to that money we ain't dating
Getting money that's the operation

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