paroles de chanson Blah Blah Blah - Rich Homie Quan
Yeah
(Rich
Homie)
Quan
(What's
funny?)
These
niggas
throwing
slick
shots
like
You
know
me?
I
go
direct
with
it
Put
her
name
on
it,
nigga
You
know
it
was
hard
to
hear
at
first
I
couldn't
understand
what
you
sayin'
And
these
bitches
bound
to
get
hurt
'Cause
a
lot
of
these
niggas
be
playin'
And
I
fuck
with
shorty
on
the
low
And
I
know
she
know
I'm
the
man
So
that
extra
shit
gotta
go
She
probably
don't
know
That
I
fucked
her
friend
If
she
ask
about
it
I'm
a
be
like,
"Blah
blah
blah
blah"
When
she
try
to
argue
with
me
I
be
like,
"Blah
blah
blah
blah"
Trying
to
get
back
with
me
I
be
like,
"Hell
nah
nah
nah"
And
we
ain't
talking
about
no
money
I'm
like,
"Blah
blah
blah
blah"
Small
talk
gonna
do
that
Get
rich
homie,
you
knew
that
It's
a
damn
shame,
I
don't
gang
bang
But
I
beat
a
nigga
blue
black
I'm
in
the
old
school,
no
do-rag
Them
old
folk
like
how
you
do
that?
He
ain't
fooling
me,
this
ain't
new
to
me
That
ain't
an
Aston
Martin,
that's
a
new
Jag
But
it
clean,
though
And
if
you're
late
on
the
payment
Boy,
that
shit
get
repo'd
And
your
bitch
easy,
ha
I
got
her
on
the
line
And
I'm
in
her
like
a
free
throw
Getting
deep
throat,
at
the
Fontainebleau
We
running
trains
on
these
freak
hoes
And
I
told
my
nigga
that
I
decoded
"Blah
blah
blah
blah"
Quit
going
in
on
these
niggas
I
won't
stop
stop
stop
stop
Keep
putting
my
money
over
these
bitches
'Til
I'm
at
the
top
top
top
top
And
you
niggas
can't
stop
my
vision
Don't
know
what
you
thought
thought
thought
thought
And
I
ball
ball
ball
ball
Everything
I
got's
all
good
You
know
it
was
hard
to
hear
at
first
I
couldn't
understand
what
you
sayin'
And
these
bitches
bound
to
get
hurt
'Cause
a
lot
of
these
niggas
be
playin'
And
I
fuck
with
shorty
on
the
low
And
I
know
she
know
I'm
the
man
So
that
extra
shit
gotta
go
She
probably
don't
know
That
I
fucked
her
friend
If
she
ask
about
it
I'm
a
be
like,
"Blah
blah
blah
blah"
When
she
try
to
argue
with
me
I
be
like,
"Blah
blah
blah
blah"
Trying
to
get
back
with
me
I
be
like,
"Hell
nah
nah
nah"
And
we
ain't
talking
about
no
money
I'm
like,
"Blah
blah
blah
blah"
"Blah
blah
blah
blah"
That's
how
it
sound
when
these
bitches
talk
"Rah
rah
rah
rah"
When
a
nigga
flashes
that's
what
we
call
it
Like
"Hell
nah
nah
nah"
I
need
a
real
diamond,
ain't
fakin'
that
I'm
like
five
nine
feet
tall
Heart
of
a
lion,
he
ain't
takin'
that
You
nigga
talking
like
ho
That's
why
I
can't
fuck
with
you
Doing
shows
all
around
the
globe
'Cause
everybody
fuck
with
me
Fuck
nigga
You'll
be
in
the
front
nigga
I'll
show
you
what's
up
nigga
Fuck
nigga
Ain't
never
said
that
shit's
bad
Trying
to
keep
it
one
hunna
And
I
tried
to
show
love
with
you
That's
the
main
reason
why
I
don't
trust
niggas
Standin'
under
landing
bridges
still
above
these
niggas
I'm
no
beginner
Don't
I
spit
it
like
a
vet,
nigga?
That
nigga
talkin'
like
a
ho
Tell
that
bitch
nigga
speak
up
You
know
it
was
hard
to
hear
at
first
I
couldn't
understand
what
you
sayin'
And
these
bitches
bound
to
get
hurt
'Cause
a
lot
of
these
niggas
be
playin'
And
I
fuck
with
shorty
on
the
low
And
I
know
she
know
I'm
the
man
So
that
extra
shit
gotta
go
She
probably
don't
know
That
I
fucked
her
friend
If
she
ask
about
it
I'm
a
be
like,
"Blah
blah
blah
blah"
When
she
try
to
argue
with
me
I
be
like,
"Blah
blah
blah
blah"
Trying
to
get
back
with
me
I
be
like,
"Hell
nah
nah
nah"
And
we
ain't
talking
about
no
money
I'm
like,
"Blah
blah
blah
blah"
1 They Don't Know
2 Cash Money (feat. Birdman)
3 Get TF Out My Face
4 Man of the Year
5 I F*ck Wit You Girl
6 WWYD
7 1000
8 Blah Blah Blah
9 Walk Thru (feat. Problem)
10 Make That Money
11 Come And Go
12 Real
13 Off You
14 Hold On
15 Party
16 Whole Lotta
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