Mad Rich lyrics

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[Intro]
Gee Hues, you did this one
Ayo Jug!

[Pre-Chorus: Brandon Thakidd]
Damn
I'ma slide, I don't do no one on one
We outside, Rolex say four thirty
I'm the man all these b*t*hes too thirsty (thirsty)
Did that boy in the past, do him dirty (dirty)
Backspace on the block, n***a, yeah we delete sh*t
My b*t*h she pull up with choppas and heat, sh*t
Start it, no running back, cut that b*t*h just like a ciggy
This ain't no hellcat this a demon, yeah

[Chorus: Brandon Thakidd]
Put that b*t*h to a heat, then I gas it
f**k a diss, we leave your ass in a casket (skrt)
We spinning in silence, why f**k n***as braggin'?
They buy a new shirt and don't take off the tag, b*t*h (yeah)
You see that n***a broke, don't be that b*t*h
They see me blowin' up with a bad b*t*h
Spent a rack on these jeans so I'm saggin'
I'm so high off the dope, I'm jet laggin'
Designer my closet, MC Magic
Givenchy my shoes, fashion
Bought a bag for my bag, so I bagged it
That's your b*t*h not my b*t*h, yeah I bagged it
The Glock in my bag I been had it
And I feel like Osama Bin Laden
And that n***a he broke, don't be that b*t*h
Oh, they hating on me cause I'm mad rich
[Verse: 637godwin]
For money I turned into a savage (gang)
I just add and divide, that sh*t average (facts)
We been chasing green, I ain't talking cabbage
I like all my ho's skinny, no fat b*t*h (yeah)
40. on my waste I'm keeping it tucked (gang)
Run up on me, then your ass out of luck
No emotion, I cannot fall in love
Married to the guap these ho's be a dub
Run it up, ok
I speak Spanish, b*t*h, I'm chasing dineros
Hola, need bank today
On the mic I'm rapping more than a pharaoh
223. on me, spray at your gang, your whole posse
I extended the clip so they all can see
Understand that that b*t*h wasn't the one for me
Now, n***as be talking their sh*t, but they don't understand they gon' get clapped
It's over
Whip in a mystery machine, I might have to get me a scoob snack
Raggy?
Shawty in the past she dubbed me, she didn't love me, gave me heart attack
She a b*t*h
Now I think these n***as see it, I think in the past they had cataracts

[Chorus: Brandon Thakidd]
Put that b*t*h to a heat, then I gas it
f**k a diss, we leave your ass in a casket (skrt)
We spinning in silence, why f**k n***as braggin'?
They buy a new shirt and don't take off the tag, b*t*h (yeah)
You see that n***a broke, don't be that b*t*h
They see me blowin' up with a bad b*t*h
Spent a rack on these jeans so I'm saggin'
I'm so high off the dope, I'm jet laggin'
Designer my closet, MC Magic
Givenchy my shoes, fashion
Bought a bag for my bag, so I bagged it
That's your b*t*h not my b*t*h, yeah I bagged it
The Glock in my bag I been had it
And I feel like Osama Bin Laden
And that n***a he broke, don't be that b*t*h
Oh, they hating on me cause I'm mad rich

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