Lyrics Filthy Rich (feat. Marilyn Rylander) - South Park Mexican feat. Marilyn Rylander
Oh.
Uh.
It's
the
same
ol'
shit
in
the
same
ass
place
My
studio
smells
like
10
ash
trays
My
nigga
still
gettin'
too
fucked-up
& I'm
still
smokin'
too
much
blunts
Haters
always
gon'
run
they
mouth
& Keep
tryin'
to
take
me
out
Mama
always
gonna
worry
herself
& Me
I
can't
forget
the
pain
I
felt
Even
though
I
drive
a
new
6 double
0
They
be
thinkin'
like
"What
is
Los
frontin'
for?"
I
bought
a
club
& they
filled
up
with
envy
Now
everybody
pissed
'cause
they
can't
get
in
free
New
enemies
still
poppin'
up
Throw
Away
Gats
still
chop
'em
up
I
walk
in
& the
whole
club
stands
still
More
money
more
problems
that's
real.
This
is
what
an
ol'
G
told
me
Filthy
Rich
& dyin'
lonely
"Fuck
a
benz
& fuck
a
rolly,
life
is
what
you
make
it,
homey."
This
is
what
an
ol'
G
told
me
Filthy
Rich
& dyin'
lonely
"Fuck
a
benz
& fuck
a
rolly,
life
is
what
you
make
it,
homey."
My
little
baby
girl
just
turned
6
I
gave
her
the
biggest
room
in
my
crib
She
get's
what
she
wants
so
does
her
mom
I
don't
think
they
know
the
value
of
a
dollar
Fine
ass
bitches
all
in
my
limousine
I
just
wish
I
was
jumpin'
on
my
trampoline
But
my
babies
I
miss
my
children
To
me
that's
worth
more
than
trillions
& trillions
She
calls
me
"Fat
boy"
says
I'm
"loco"
& She
doesn't
understand
when
I
gotta
go
Hope
she
doesn't
think
I
don't
wanna
be
wit
her
Hope
she
knows
that
it
hurts
not
to
be
wit
her
Hope
she
knows
that
wit
her
I'm
the
happyest
I
can't
make
it
to
her
piano
practices
When
I
was
young
my
ol'
man
left
us
& I
pray
that
she
won't
be
like
I
was.
This
is
what
an
ol'
G
told
me
Filthy
Rich
& dyin'
lonely
"Fuck
a
benz
& fuck
a
rolly,
life
is
what
you
make
it,
homey."
This
is
what
an
ol'
G
told
me
Filthy
Rich
& dyin'
lonely
"Fuck
a
benz
& fuck
a
rolly,
life
is
what
you
make
it,
homey."
Player
haters
wanna
play
me
close.
Do
you
really
wanna
meet
Carlos?
Do
you
really
wanna
feel
my
wrath?
Mad
'cause
your
bitch
want
my
aut-o-graph
Nigga
I
don't
wanna
fuck
yo'
hoe
But
I
let
her
suck
my
dick
& lick
my
asshole,
ha!
Started
out
with
a
silly
game
of
fotsie
Now
I
got
her
eatin'
out
her
best
friends
pussy
Rollin'
hydro
sippin'
on
Cris
When
I
was
broke
I
would
dream
about
this
Get
my
back
rubbed
in
a
big
bath
tub
I
don't
know
her
name
but
she's
showin'
mad
love
I
got
7 G's
sittin'
in
my
pants
& My
jewelry
is
underneath
those
lamps
I'm
gettin'
sleepy
all
you
hoes
gotta
bail
Once
again
I'm
in
the
bed
by
myself
All
alone
in
another
city
I
get
my
bill
the
Cris
was
$950
2 G's
for
them
bottles
of
Dom
P
It
was
just
me
& the
hoes
was
free.
This
is
what
an
ol'
G
told
me
Filthy
Rich
& dyin'
lonely
"Fuck
a
benz
& fuck
a
rolly,
life
is
what
you
make
it,
homey."
This
is
what
an
ol'
G
told
me
Filthy
Rich
& dyin'
lonely
"Fuck
a
benz
& fuck
a
rolly,
life
is
what
you
make
it,
homey."
Yeah,
fuck
a
benz,
fuck
a
rolly,
family
comes
first
& I'm
alone,
Ye-e-e-eah.
This
is
what
an
ol'
G
told
me,
He
died
lonely...
1 El Jugador (The Player) [feat. Kid Frost & Low-G]
2 You Know My Name
3 Latin Throne (feat. Marilyn Rylander)
4 I Must Be High (feat. Russell Lee)
5 Filthy Rich (feat. Marilyn Rylander)
6 Street’s On Beat’s
7 High So High (feat. Marilyn Rylander)
8 I Need A Sweet (feat. Angela Perez & Baby Beesh [Bash])
9 Somethin’ I Would Do (feat. Baby Beesh [Bash])
10 Twice Last Night
11 Screen’s Falling (feat. Coast & Ayana)
12 Who’s Over There (feat. Low-G & Marilyn Rylander)
13 Latola (feat. J.C.)
14 The 3rd Wish (feat. Grimm & Marilyn Rylander)
15 Mexican Radio
16 Comin’ Up Comin’
17 Hubba Hubba (feat. Baby Beesh [Bash] & Rasheed)
18 All Cot Up (feat. Ayana, SPM)
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