paroles de chanson BULLY - Kidd Demon

Get really rich (Rich)
Number one dream for the Kidd (What)
No bitch catch me in no pics (Nah)
Ball like Brady throw no pick
Niggas be suckers and shit (Yea)
I'm ballin they tell me to quit (Yea)
I'm ballin so I cannot quit (Yea)
I'm ballin so they know I'm lit (Yea)
Throwin dem bands in the air (Air)
So these bitches they starting to strip (Strip)
Yo bitch caressing my hair (Yea)
Cuz she like how it's soft and it's slick (Aye)
Fuck wit bitches by the pair
No I'm not Rick rossing dis shit
I'm a villain I'm up in my lair
So you know that I'm talkin my shit

Said I'm mean so I act like a bully
Better watch before I empty the fully
Move around like I'm working a pulley (Yea)
Yo girl tell me my hair feeling woolly (Yea)
Yo girl like me I'm all bout my money (Yea)
Yo girl want me she know that I'm bossed up
Snatch yuh ankles boy you get crossed up
Yuh girl like a salad she get tossed up
Nigga run up on me u get bodied
Nigga I move like a boss like John Gotti
All of my bruddas we came from mud
And now we grown up so we work to the top
Yuh bitch giving out sloppy toppy ughh
I can't fuck with that bitch she too nasty
All of my bitches be classy
None of my bitches so trashy

Get really rich
Number one dream for the Kidd (On God)
No bitch catch me in no pics (Nah)
Ball like Brady throw no pick (Ballin)
Niggas be suckers and shit (Yea)
I'm ballin they tell me to quit (I'm ballin)
I'm ballin so I cannot quit (What)
I'm ballin so they know I'm lit (What)
Throwin dem bands in the air
So these bitches they starting to strip (Strip)
Yo bitch caressing my hair
Cuz she like how it's soft and it's slick
Fuck wit bitches by the pair
No I'm not Rick rossing dis shit
I'm a villain I'm up in my lair
So you know that I'm talkin my shit

Get really rich ooh
Get really rich ooh
Get really lit yea
Know I'm the shit (Yea)
If I say I'm bout it then I'm rlly bout it no I cannot switch (Talkin my shit)
If I say I'm bout it then I'm rlly bout it no I cannot snitch (No I cannot snitch)
Nigga you act like a bitch (Bitch)
No bitch you can't get no pic (Nah)
Nigga don't ask for no pic (Nah)
You know I'm talkin my shit (Talkin my shit)
Twitter fingers u a rat (Rat)
It's quiet we know where you at
It's quiet we run in yo flat
Stomp you out leave yo brain on a mat
Mind my business and run up my racks
Me and my niggas we breaking down stacks
Yo bitch a thotty she breaking her back
She fuck with the kidd but I still give her back
We run to money like a running back
Yea this for my niggas who stuck in the trap
Yea this for my niggas who stuck in the back
Yea this for my niggas servin a pack
Yea all of my niggas we gon get dem racks

Get really rich
Number one dream for the Kidd (On God)
No bitch catch me in no pics (Nah)
Ball like Brady throw no pick (Ballin)
Niggas be suckers and shit (Yea)
I'm ballin they tell me to quit (I'm ballin)
I'm ballin so I cannot quit
I'm ballin so they know I'm lit (What)
Throwin dem bands in the air (Air)
So these bitches they starting to strip (Strip)
Yo bitch caressing my hair (Yea)
Cuz she like how it's soft and it's slick (Aye)
Fuck wit bitches by the pair
No I'm not Rick rossing dis shit
I'm a villain I'm up in my lair
So you know that I'm talkin my shit (Bitch)