Lyrics




Got a Robin Givens with me, knockout, main event
For all them hoes you Tricky Ricky, them hoes came and went
Real Woo Gambino Man, only Cubans on my neck, nigga
Do my steps, she done lost her breath, nigga
If you don't fuck with Evil Empire
Well then, you're just a bitch ass prick
How the fuck I'm gon' get that across the lip?
And how the fuck will that even happen, you know what I mean?
How you get it across as a mixtape? It's a mixtape
Ayy, tell me
Lovers or we friends? (Bitch)
I can't deal with all of your lil' crash outs you with, uh
All up in your ear, uh
Special delivery, I pulled up G-Dep, nigga
Y'all was at Diddy house doin' anything for a check, disgusting
Trust me, ain't never in my life, nigga
Banks never had to ever pay to get a stripe, nigga
Phone ain't never chicken, get your motherfuckin' mind right, nigga
Never had no street fight, nigga
Flushing like I'm Ral, nigga, ooh
Nigga, I walk inside the booth and treat it like a bullpen
I'm Groot then she swooped in, I hit her, Hadouken
Got it movin', movin'
Nigga, I got the birds roostin', poopin'
Collection plate, boostin'
God body, baby, I give you church for the low, yeah
Balling 'til I fall, make sure that money never fold
Don't break, don't bend, never rat, never told, nigga
Heart big as a lion with a bulletproof soul, nigga
Got a Robin Givens with me, knockout, main event
For all them hoes you Tricky Ricky, them hoes came and went
Real Woo Gambino Man, only Cubans on my neck, nigga
Do my steps, she done lost her breath, nigga
Check me out
All the champions is like me
Nigga met Mike Tyson, started doing push ups in the dry heat
Nigga, I feel like Stack Bundles, I'm Bird Gang and it's M-O-B
Fuck my brand new light skin treesh on a black sand beach
Get it out the street, nigga, uh
Freak bitches come fuck with me at the best times
Keep it low as fuck, I own the jet time
Take your favorite bitch time
Kiss and never tell time
Rollie in the air time
Don't be mad at me, bitch, I'm just trying to get rich
Don't be mad at me, bitch, I'm just trying to get rich
Don't be mad at me, bitch, I'm just trying to get rich
Don't be mad at me, bitch, I'm just trying to get rich
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I'm just trying to get rich, I'm just trying to get rich
I'm just trying to get rich, I'm just trying to get rich
I'm just trying to get rich, I'm just trying to get rich
I'm just trying to get rich, I'm just trying to get rich
I'm just trying to get rich, I'm just trying to get rich
I'm just trying to get rich, I'm just trying to get rich
I'm just trying to get rich, I'm just trying to get rich
I'm just trying to get rich, I'm just trying to get rich
I'm just trying to get rich, I'm just trying to get rich
I'm just trying to get rich, I'm just trying to get rich
I'm just trying to get rich, I'm just trying to get rich
I'm just trying to get rich, I'm just trying to get rich
I'm just trying to get rich, I'm just trying to get rich
I'm just trying to get rich, I'm just trying to get rich
I'm just trying to



Writer(s): Richard Burrell, Traig Julien Copyright: Sony/atv Songs Llc, Songtrust Blvd



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