Rich Homie Quan - Everything I Got paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Everything I Got - Rich Homie Quan



Got the bitch all new New Yorkers, so I flew her to New York
I been ballin'lately, another league, I know that won't stop
What did I do to you to make you feel like this?
Percocet, might pop a pill, like we
Like i can't feel my soul, and I can't feel my finger
Tell why you talk, them broke bitches I been with
They don't come at your feelin's
They don't know shit that we go through
They don't even care, cause they not there for you
They just want your money, baby, get that through your skull
They gon' strip you for everything you got, you gon' swear that they were no
It won't give you no hassle, bae
If you're feelin' like it's to much take that shit back like David
Hassleoff bae
Grayhound ain't gon' stress you baby
I thought big, no neighbors near me
And I an't high, beleive me for that
Baby girl just try me
Love me for everything I got
Everything I got (hold on)
Everything I got, everything, everything I got
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Everything I got, everything, everything I got
Everything I got, everything, everything I got
I got it on my own
Everything I got, I would say everything I got
Everything I got, I would say everything I got
I'd give in my peace from God for everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Rich Gang
I'mma need mo' problem, more proble, mo' money
When I was broke ain't have no problem
Cause these folks wasn't stuntin'
I could'nt get nun from nobody
Cause no one would trust me
I was live with the hard bad ache
Ain't nobody bluff me
I have my money, I have my hoe
I myself, I won't fuck around with these fuck niggas
But I know they got my back
And I know that I made it, keep my trust in God
I know i can't fall cause I got
Everything I got, everything, everything I got
Everything I got, everything, everything I got
Everything I got, everything, everything I got
Everything I got, everything, everything I got
I got it on my own
Everything I got, I would say everything I got
Everything I got, I would say everything I got
I'd give in my peace from God for everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Rich Gang
Money to the ceilin', they don't know about it
That pot drive with no sittins', they don't know about it
Shawty think she fuck in them jeans, she for (?)
I just don't want talk about it
Gogo gadget, go (?)
I don't want no clique, eh
If ya right gon' stay-aye
With me for the rest of the night
Loat mind right then gon' get a stunt
Stuck, thought I was crazy, I had you thinkin'
No time is I got replacin'
Oh, no soft boy, I feel I mean it
Ayeee ayeee ayayy ayeee
You betta than me, feel the life I fuckin' playyy
Every bitch I fuck fall in love
Every nig' gon' hit, I don't give a fuck
Rich Gang
Everything I got, everything, everything I got
Everything I got, everything, everything I got
Everything I got, everything, everything I got
Everything I got, everything, everything I got
I got it on my own
Everything I got, I would say everything I got
Everything I got, I would say everything I got
I'd give in my peace from God for everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Everything, everything I got
Rich Gang




Rich Homie Quan - Rich Homie Cartel, Vol 1
Album Rich Homie Cartel, Vol 1
date de sortie
09-12-2014




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