paroles de chanson Rich & Bash - Teebone
Murda
Murda,
murda
Skeemsyde
are
we
on
top?
Ayy
Mad
ting,
dey
be
my
trap
Fully
custom
yah
nah
see
de
drop-top
Check
yourself
stand
on
dragon
cash
Mi
feel
rich,
mi
feel
bash
Gyal
a
give
mi
head
I
drag
it
through
mi
millions
Shoot
and
sell
it,
beamed
up,
gwaan,
'em
in
da
van
Mi
feel
rich,
mi
feel
bash
Mi
feel
rich,
ma
dawg,
mi
feel
bash
Any
man
a
be
it
pon
de
racks
Yeah
die
a
man
a
gliss
so
check
ya
rocks
Yah,
mi
feel
rich,
mi
feel
bash
Mi
feel
rich,
ma
dawg,
mi
feel
bash
Mo
it
man
ah
beat
through
de
Henny
Fully
hard
though
I
never
semi
Waan
grabba,
shoes,
ah
ya
know
mi
be
de
daisy,
I
Anyweh
mi
go
mi
feel
it
beam
pon
mi-
Now
mi
feelin'
rich,
now
mi
feelin'
bash
I'ma
roll
in
clean,
dawg,
never
miss
much
An'
mi
Rolex
glide,
dawg
an'
I
tick-tock
Her
diamond
lipstick
never
left
spot
Now
mi
feelin'
rich,
feelin'
bad
Dis
is
Skeemsyde,
how
ya
get
ere
thou
dawg?
'Matic
pull
up
an'
dem
widda
In'gram
Fully
hard
come
ere
like
mi
fling
bum
An'
now
ma
wrist
hit
de
drip
Colone
mek
neck
crick
Dis
is
Skeem
bwoys,
get
di
forensic
Coulda
run
up,
now
de
glock,
dem
chip
21B's
mek
it
wet,
uplift
Gyal
a
give
mi
head
I
drag
it
through
mi
millions
Shoot
and
sell
it,
beamed
up,
gwaan,
'em
in
da
van
Mi
feel
rich,
mi
feel
bash
Mi
feel
rich,
ma
dawg,
mi
feel
bash
Any
man
a
be
it
pon
de
racks
Yeah
die
man
a
gliss
so
check
ya
rocks
Yah,
mi
feel
rich,
mi
feel
bash
Mi
feel
rich,
ma
dawg,
mi
feel
bash
Watcha
life,
when
mi
live,
couple
mil,
check
ya
brick
Jimmy
Choo
pon
mi
shirt,
gyal
a
walk
an'
a
trip
An'
I
sed
it's
Skeem
bwoys
finna
stack
up
a
trick
Tell
'em
why,
link
up,
cup
a
chick,
with
them
sis
Bri-bricky
full
a
cash
when
mi
fling
ya
gyal
a
strip
An'
I
sed
wi
do
all
nuh
matta
much
pon
mi
list
Catch
mi
spliff
pon
mi
lip,
then
mi
try
reminisce
last
night
Nay
rung
pon
a
bitch
widda
dick
Gyal
a
give
mi
head
I
drag
it
through
mi
millions
Shoot
and
sell
it,
beamed
up,
gwaan,
'em
in
da
van
Mi
feel
rich,
mi
feel
bash
Mi
feel
rich,
ma
dawg,
mi
feel
bash
Any
man
a
be
it
pon
de
racks
Yeah
die
man
a
gliss
so
check
ya
rocks
Yah,
mi
feel
rich,
mi
feel
bash
Mi
feel
rich,
ma
dawg,
mi
feel
bash
Mo
it
man
ah
beat
through
the
henny
Fully
hard
though
I
never
semi
Waan
grabba,
shoes,
ah
ya
know
mi
be
de
daisy,
I
Anyweh
mi
go
mi
feel
it
beam
pon
mi-
Now
mi
feelin'
rich,
now
mi
feelin'
bash
I'ma
roll
in
clean,
dawg,
never
miss
much
An'
mi
Rolex
glide,
dawg
an'
I
tick-tock
Her
diamond
lipstick
never
left
spot
Now
mi
feelin'
rich,
feelin'
bad
Dis
is
Skeemsyde,
how
ya
get
ere
thou
dawg?
Ma
dick
pull
up
an'
dem
widda
In'gram
Fully
hard,
throw
it
c'mon
like
ya
fling
bum
An'
now
ma
wrist
hit
de
drip
Colone
mek
neck
click
Dis
is
Skeem
bwoys,
get
a
forensic
Coulda
run
up,
now
de
glock,
dem
chip
21B's
mek
it
wet,
uplift
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