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Rich Boy
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Turn this sh*t up right now! (Cha Lo’s in the building) Get money! Yeah, ayy, yeah Oww! My Maserati and Ferrari like to chill with my Mercedes See, my Bentley what I got when my two Phantoms had a baby Ain't that crazy? Why you lazy? I get chauffeured like Ms. Daisy f**k you, pu**y n***a, pay me! My Lambo do 'bout two-eighty (Hey!) Thought you selling—heard you telling Thought you killing—why you stealing? Thought you dealing—why you chilling? You ain't balling with a million (You ain't balling with a million!) God made me super rich, the Devil made you stupid, b*t*h! (Ha!) You could be just like me if you quit with all that stupid sh*t (Woo!) Why you acting hard now? You must wan' go see God now The same n***as you were beefing with up in your yard now (Ha!) If you 'bout to run, dog, I guess you better start now Forgot to bring your gun, so you gotta usе your heart now It's hard to get rich, but it ain't sh*t to go to Hell (Ho!) It's hard to sеll dope, but it ain't sh*t to go to jail (No!) It's hard to keep it real, but it ain't sh*t for you to tell (Ho!) I smoke so much of this that I can't even hide the smell (Yeah) So drop! (Haha) Drop! Drop! Drop! Now drop! Drop! Drop! Drop! Let's go! Yeah So we gon’ break it down one time right now just for the ladies No n***as dancing right now! (Just the ladies) Thank you (Ayy!) We marijuana farmers, all our rides look like Transformers Tell the pretty girls to pull they titties out and dance for us (Yeah) You don't need a gym class, crack like SlimFast Take a hit and lose a f**king hundred pounds quick fast (Hey!) Snow cone, one chain on, I’m deep off, my chain off My blunt gon' kick the game off, we never take a game off Find a hater, sign a hater, let 'em see my elevator Hundreds in my 'frigerator, now they know we getting paper (Say what?) Find a hater, sign a hater, let 'em see my elevator Hundreds in my 'frigerator, now they know we getting paper (Hahaha! Yeah!) Pull the coupe, the Escalade, the enemy's on respirators Million-dollar generators; now, the Feds investigate us For flashing cars, to prison bars Ménage à trois, the black cards—I swear it's hard! Now, drop! Now drop! Drop! Drop! Drop! Now drop! Drop! Drop! Drop! Zone 4, Polow da Don, Rich Boy Let’s go! Kobe! Keri Hilson coming soon! Exclusive! Cool
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