Lyrics
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(Ay, who that? John Gotitt)
(Cannon)
Yeah, real rich nigga (this is a certified hood classic)
Rich niggas pendants don't belong in pawn shops (rich nigga shit)
And rich niggas women shouldn't be out here punchin' clocks (FOREVEROLING, real rich nigga shit)
A rich nigga problems match his car with the 'fit (rich nigga shit)
A rich nigga plain Jane watch, chain a brick (real rich nigga shit)
A rich nigga give your ass shot, you feelin' sick (real rich nigga shit)
A rich nigga feel a broke niggas, don't exist (rich nigga shit)
Yeah, transform a good girl into a freak bitch (transform her)
Still ballin' right now, you mad, past tense (still ballin' right now)
Put the press on the dawg, pressure defense (put the press on the dawg, ooh)
I'm the real thing, niggas fake as stripper tits (niggas fake as stripper tits)
I don't talk on phones, face to face in loud places (II don't talk in loud places)
I don't trust a nigga far as I can see 'em, Mase (far as I can see 'em, Mase)
If I'm in the picture it's gon' boost the goin' rate (goin' rate, yeah)
When I'm through the city it's gon' boost the murder rate (murder rate, yeah)
Mob boss lifestyle, behind the black gate (behind the black gate)
Suped up supercars, all expired plates (fast ones, all black cars)
Complicated situation, universal Drake (shit be complicated)
When it's time to slide, we all ride, either way (it's time to slide, we all ride)
Marble floor, front to back, yeah, bitch, I'm rich (it's marble inside)
Chrome on forgiato, cost a band, you scrape the lift (Chrome on forgiato)
Right out the DM, into the foreign, on my dick (right out the DM)
Pay a bitch to dip, let her tell it, I'm a trick (tell lil' baby I'm a trick)
And I don't want you chillin', when I'm finished, so is this (I don't want you chillin', yeah)
Made a way before I had a rap, I was lit (I was lit up, I was lit up)
Million dollar re-up, dawg food, Michael Vick (million dollar re-up)
Million dollar V upside down every pic (million upside down)
Ice packed wrist, watch make the swellin' stop (ice, ice, ice, ice)
Biggest ever existed of all time, fat clock (biggest of all time)
Knew these rappers cap, all the labels got 'em hot (nigga, stop lyin')
Streets wasn't vouchin', soon he drop, the album flop (nigga, stop lyin')
Rich niggas pendants don't belong in pawn shops (rich nigga shit)
And rich niggas women shouldn't be out here punchin' clocks (real rich nigga shit)
A rich nigga problems match his car with the 'fit (rich nigga shit)
A rich nigga plain Jane watch, chain a brick (real rich nigga shit)
A rich nigga give your ass shot, you feelin' sick (rich nigga shit)
A rich nigga feel a broke niggas, don't exist (real rich nigga shit, Cannon)
You are watchin' a master at work
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