MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
rich gang - 100 favors
Swear I be sitting here thinking ?bout the shit that we?ve been through
And all I know is girl I?ll owe 100, 100, 100 favors
I owe you 100 favors, 100, 100, 100 favors
Niggas all talk, it?ll never change
Keep on choosin do your thang
All them favors, I call her like a driver
Drowning in that pussy, and I?m a soul survivor
Vodka, hunned flavors, GT watermelon
She always do me favors, and I don?t never tell her
GT yellow mango, I love to drink juice
Owe her 100 favors, I call her my 100 proof
Man I heard about an angel
Now I?m sitting here sippin? on the last bit of vodka
All I ever see is your face
Swear I be sitting here thinking bout the shit that you?ve been doing
And all I know is girl I?ll owe 100, 100, 100 favors
I give you 100 favors, 100, 100, 100 favors
Now I?m sitting here sippin? on the last bit of chi..
All I ever see is your face 100 favors
Prices with the life, rollin on them dice
Spent a mill on a flight
Flew back and she bounced back
High speed, all gold
Lord of the ring, we live that life big time
Big time, 100 times I gave my bitch the sunshine
Harley Davis, Harley Davis,
Twin came I gave my bitch a 100 favors
Now I?m sitting here sippin? on the last bit of vodka
All I ever see is your face
Swear I be sitting here thinking bout the shit that you?ve been doing
And all I know is girl I?ll owe 100, 100, 100 favors
I give you 100 favors, 100, 100, 100 favors
Now I?m sitting here sippin? on the last bit of chi..
All I ever see is your face 100 favors
You was a college student abusing the credit union
The music was way too loud thought that tuition was fuckin stupid
Me I was runnin? wild hittin? licks in my mothers? Buick
Confusing you like my style even though I was broke and do..
Sticks em up, you wanna pick em up
Inside your Civic plus the difference was
I wasnt rich as fuck you still would depend on us
And I missed a crush that we had every time when winter Decemeber come
And we had tempers and arguments dissagreements and senses from
Cupid himself, and I?m shootin? himself
And the paramedics wont come even if you scream for help
Dont let love die, you regroovin? yourself
I?m losing? on tool looking at you from poo hoo thats dealt
So when I reminisce the coupon we used to split at Baileys
On your mothers couch your little brother in the alley
You say K. Dot your things got to pay that Birdman and Jay got
One day he?ll read what you saw, now I read for us both
Thats 100
Now I?m sitting here sippin? on the last bit of vodka
All I ever see is your face
Swear I be sitting here thinking bout the shit that you?ve been doing
And all I know is girl I?ll owe 100, 100, 100 favors
I give you 100 favors, 100, 100, 100 favors
Now I?m sitting here sippin? on the last bit of chi..
All I ever see is your face 100 favors
rich gang - 50 plates
This the realest shit in the streets
Untouchable empire
The only niggas breaking Backwoods was in the Bentleys baby
Believe it
Let?s get this motherfucking money
(Rich gang)
I?m down to fill this empty sack
I?m down to fill this empty sack
My little niggas gonna set me straight
My little niggas gonna set me straight
Trying to flip these 50 plates
It?s time to flip these 50 plates
This little juug gonna set me straight
This little juug gonna set me straight
Chrome wheels on my 68
Double M strong in fifty states
My Mexicans gonna get me straight
But that phone bill it can?t be late
Six mil on that interstate
I?m down to fill this empty sack
Grinding nigga wanna beat this case (Boss)
Gun charge in New York state
Hoe niggas up in my face
Painkillers take pain away
Raaa them sticks come, they bang away
Raaa bang, bang, bang anyway
I?m down to fill this empty sack
I?m down to fill this empty sack
My little niggas gonna set me straight
My little niggas gonna set me straight
Trying to flip these 50 plates
It?s time to flip these 50 plates
This little juug gonna set me straight
This little juug gonna set me straight
Big wheels in my big VA
Fuck with me you wanna get this cake
Down to fill my empty sack
These hundred bills just made my day
Strip club is where we meet
A big budget how she eat
Them fuck niggas she know they fake
I?m in the club just to flip my plates
My lil niggas gonna set me straight
My lil niggas gonna set me straight
My Cuban blood he got that weight
Tell Swalu come get that cake
I?m down to fill this empty sack
I?m down to fill this empty sack
My little niggas gonna set me straight
My little niggas gonna set me straight
Trying to flip these 50 plates
It?s time to flip these 50 plates
This little juug gonna set me straight
This little juug gonna set me straight
rich gang - 730
He play, I'm legal
I'mma fire
I'mma, I'mma, I'mma spoil a baby
Yeah, spoil
Fuck nigga
You might as well be royal
Take all the truth
Everything coming out of your mouth is a fairy tale truth
I'mma have to pull out these 2
Now the size of my pocket ain't sizing my shoes
Damn!
We all got grills
Why so harsh?
I got a wife close by
I got lawyer and I don't know you
It's your son
Need cover
I train soldiers
Do not get disturbed
I go 730 even if you're nerdy
Shiny look b*****s
A shiny look nigga
I don't mind to let it on
B*****s and niggaz don't call me
No point
And I know what to do with you
I do not care if you starve for a dollar
All them in prison they go at 730
All them presidents go at 730
All the rich gang are going at 730
I got at 730
Pussy nigga
rich gang - angel
Talk to me baby, tell me who I am
Tell my nigga I said what's up, when you get a chance
Tell my bitch I said what's up, when you get a chance
She said when can you do it, we can do it when you can
Girl I'm all about the angels
Come down from heaven, you angel
Pop that pussy every angle
I swear I love my angel, my angel
You might not believe me, think that I'm trippin', but nigga I saw angel
I did, I did, that trip was big, I mean she was off the chain
I wasn't stalkin' but couldn't stop lookin', like she called my name,
Man if I get a chance she might notice I'm fly like I'm off the plane
I'm aimin' my move, you know what I mean,
In order to be sacreligious, to look like them religious jeans
Blame her mother, but don't tell her dad
Bitch have got a, heavenly body, but one hell of an ass
Hold up, wait a minute
Let me put some Millzy in it
Ain't no hands inside her body, but I bet she feel me in it
That bathroom in danger when we desoliving anger
I work her ass out so good she got rid of her trainer
Talk to me, bad bitches they honk to me
She a TV-shot non-stop now watch that pussy walk to me
Fuck 'em all girl, we gon' make them sweat
Our top down and it ain't even at webby yet, so
Talk to me baby, tell me who I am
Tell my nigga I said what's up, when you get a chance
Tell my bitch I said what's up, when you get a chance
She said when can you do it, we can do it when you can
Girl I'm all about the angels
Come down from heaven, you angel
Pop that pussy every angle
I swear I love my angel, my angel
Okay now do me like a favour, or do me like a chore
Or do me in your favourite red bottoms, oh Lord
I say my guardian angel, I swear her features a blessin'
She gon' learn today, I taught that pussy a lesson
I beat that up like I just made hell, kiss that pussy whenever do tell
Give her that package, you got mail
When it kind of your love I'll take that [?]
I'm lookin' for you girl, and do shit a molly world
I want a rotten fish, old Tuna spoil you girl
She makes that ass clap, like a naughty girl
Introduce you to some better things I can show you girl
Lights on, but take that Prada off, I beat it like a xylophone
No phones, but I can be the one that you're calling on
Talk to me baby, walk with me baby
Then we can take a long ride in this charcoal Mercedes
I'm the boss you my lady
You keep it wet, I go underwater swimming
I be a shark for you baby
Talk to me baby, tell me who I am
Tell my nigga I said what's up, when you get a chance
Tell my bitch I said what's up, when you get a chance
She said when can you do it, we can do it when you can
Girl I'm all about the angels
Come down from heaven, you angel
Pop that pussy every angle
I swear I love my angel, my angel
Man I got pussy from my angel, head from my angel
I spent a night in heaven, me and Elvis split a Mango
She had that aquafina mermaid wet wet
I heard the love gods hollerin' out, "Man, we got next"
Her physique is unique like the clothes from boutique
Hit that ass 'til she peak and can't speak
She got wings on that pussy, she's so fucking fly
And everybody say she's dope, but this another high
Talk to me baby my lady and my friend too
Notice flower bomb the scent when she breeze through
Bitches hatin' cause we sitting on top
When you walk the block the traffic stop
The 2-seater that I copped, that's for me and you
Drop the top back, your hair breezing through
I lay my stunt down proper, top shotter original [?]
Talk to me baby, tell me who I am
Tell my nigga I said what's up, when you get a chance
Tell my bitch I said what's up, when you get a chance
She said when can you do it, we can do it when you can
Girl I'm all about the angels
Come down from heaven, you angel
Pop that pussy every angle
I swear I love my angel, my angel
rich gang - beat it up
Wtf did I do to her?
Nothing nigga
Why she wanna play with me?
My feelings got nothing
But you can't stay with me
Sorry girl, I'm griming
Rest in peace
Now we got 2 daddies
This is a reunion in family
I wanna fuck you girl
Put it on
Baby girl I can get it on
You're the picture
I'mma put you on a wall
Beat it up
Beat it up
Beat it up
Beat it
No party, I'm sorry
Ridin' around in a motorcycle
It's not a harley
Better look like a retarded
Had a nigga look bitch
Try this
I can walk around with that 40
Niggaz had beef
Eat it up cause I'm hungry
Fuck with me every time
I was in l. A chillin'
A deal I ain't never signed
Sue a nigga and no talking
Shht to my talkin'
Why am I insecured?
Why my bitch eating on me?
Wtf did I do to hurt her?
And it aint nothing nigga
Why she wanna play with me?
My feelings got nothing wrong
We can stay
Sorry girl, I'm griming
Rest in peace
Now we got 2 daddies
This is a reunion in family
I wanna fuck you girl
Put it on
Baby girl I can get it on
You're the picture
I'mma put you on a wall
Beat it up
Beat it up
Beat it up
Beat it
I don't need pussy
But I might eat it
I don't wanna see the bitch
I'm doing my receivings
Her friend never told me
I know she got some cigarettes
And she ain't gonna keep it real with a nigga
Girl I might need you
Let me put my dick inside the whole
She came rubbing and liked to repeat it
Did she find out?
She might just leave it, yeah
And my lovers got away like a fish tank
Lil money, bang
'Til you look back
Give me one plan
I'm leaving with you
When you upset a nigga
Let him track her
No more fucking lying to a nigga
Why my bitch eating on me?
Wtf did I do to hurt her?
And it aint nothing nigga
Why she wanna play with me?
My feelings got nothing wrong
We can stay
Sorry girl, I'm griming
Rest in peace
Now we got 2 daddies
This is a reunion in family
I wanna fuck you girl
Put it on
Baby girl I can get it on
You're the picture
I'mma put you on a wall
Beat it up
Beat it up
Beat it up
Beat it
rich gang - bigger than life
[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Look around, is this where you wanna be? (Yeah, YMCMB)
We don't gotta play around (no,no,no,no)
And when the sun comes up we gonna be alright
Speak up on it baby we gonna be alright
I want you to know this is big, I'm bigger than life, bigger than life
(Flashy life style)
Oooooh when the sun goes down we gonna be alright
This is we, im bigger than life
[Verse 2: Tyga]
Uh, The city love me every night
And you're waving to the fans it ain't hard to decide
She know we fly, she pick a flight in no time
I'll be by my own business, why you busy minding mine?
You was on my level we both came from the ghetto
And later were separated, we hate it, I'm glad you made it
When your mountain top they say there is no where to go
But now I'll be chillin' just look around
Perpendicular momma be straight forever, her crib about an hour
Now she out of town
Predicted it be better we change we change the game like quarters
Two dimes together they high five until whatever
I can mention your name but i rather keep it clever
YMCMB I tell ya every letter
She just wanna chill with a star feel
Special no stressing no pressure, I'll bless you
[Hook: Chris Brown]
I'm bigger than life (X3)
This is we, bigger than life (X2)
Ooooh when the sun goes down it will be, this is will be alright,
This is we, I'm bigger than life
[Verse 3: Birdman]
Money on the grind, money on my mind do it big time
Turn your head line, big money nigga, hustle hundreds nigga
Old school nigga, hundred mill nigga
Chandelier lights, persion on the rug, reberta for the bitch, nine for the plug
Counter hundred G's, fifty on the piece cooking up some keys, flip it with some B's [Yeah]
Everyday the same grind, up late nights nigga tryna flip mine, born to shine
Plaques on every shelf blind any whether nigga
With the smith and west [blah]
Million on the whip nigga, shit Gucci bag full of chips nigga
Yeah and i got this game off the flow moving bricks on the low
Hundred G's full of throne uptown off the mound nigga
Shredded down put it down, put it in every town nigga, big money stay poping
[Up town real nigga]
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Lil Wayne]
Uh, smoking on the good, killing these hoes like glare Underwood
Dreads on the wind, blowin' like ribbon, getting money like a bitch
Um, robyn givings god is my showver take to my destiny
White girl, black girl, i call that referee
I'm differently alive, bullshit a side, red flag in my pocket
I cought a bully eye, I ain't gave fuck about another motherfucker every night
I pray to god that i don't kill a undercover! word to my mother, give the world to my mother, I swear when my mother dies.. that's when ima die, fuck bitches get money, young money go hard, skate hard, big B's no honey, got that drop top Maybach, smelling like payback (Payback uh)
[Hook]
rich gang - burn the house
(Ft. Detail)
Ooh, I know we start all wrong, wish the things I said was gone
More than I can scream I love you
Leave our times in the background
Pinches in the living room, dishes in the kitchen
Girl let's just '
Leave that beat and get tined in
Baby the time is now, baby let's fuck up all night
'
Leaving everything in round, round
Let's burn the house ooh
Call the others girl let's go
Me and you not being there
'
Now, I fuck bitches for fun,
You fuck nigga just to get back
Girl you keep my linkers on, don't you put me over baby
Always try to get it on,
'get you're'
'.
Never going back home
'that bitch alone
Ooh, I know it's braking down
'
And I never be the same, the same
Giving everything right, right
They spread this all around
'
Quick to be all your own, quick to be left all alone
Where you go? where the fuck you go
'never regret
Let the fucking soon getting
'
Fuck you when you're mad but somehow I am no upset
'I make 'em bigger'
...got the same tricks get chick?
'going back home
Ooh, I know we start all wrong, wish the things I said was gone
More than I can scream I love you
Leave our times in the background
Pinches in the living room, dishes in the kitchen
Girl let's just '
Leave that beat and get tined in
Baby the time is now, baby let's fuck up all night
'and I never be the same
Leaving everything in round, round
Let's burn the house ooh
Burn this house, yeah
rich gang - dreams come true
[Intro: Birdman] (Yo Gotti)
(Yea!) Birdman, pussy
Sittin' on this muthafuckin' hill
(Rich Gang, billionaire status)
All day! One hundred
[Hook: Yo Gotti]
I believe dreams come true
I believe dreams come true
I believe dreams come true
Close my eyes woke up in that Bugatti coupe
That bitch ain't got a roof
This 1. 5 on a coupé
Rich Gang, nigga dreams come true
Bad bitch, I make her dreams come true
[Interlude: Yo Gotti] (Birdman)
Rich Gang, nigga dreams come true
Dope boy, I'm a dream come true
(Big Gang Millionaires, nigga)
I believe dreams come true
[Ace Hood]
Ace Hood, dat right
Hood Nation, OG, whattup doe?
You already know
I believe dreams come true
Can't wait for the Rolls Royce to make the coupé (can't wait)
I'm lying on a mil, that's the truth (yea)
Spent five thousand dollars on some shoes
That's what you call stuntin'
I turn in none, ran into my freak bucket (oh word)
Then turn a pussy, ran into my cute puppet
No ventriloquist, I make it talk to me (Hi!)
I'm the richest nigga in my hood
10 chains on me, smoking Cali good
Private plane luggage never necessary
I can take you where they never could
That super fly shit is mandatory
Chasing all this money, I just can't avoid it
Jesus pieces only keeping me anointed
Getting richer, niggas highly disappointed
But umm
[Hook] [Interlude]
[Mack Maine]
And I done seen dreams come true
Bentley truck 'bout to drop, give me two (haha)
Presidential rollies for my whole crew
Me and Bird see the world through a bird's eye view
Man we started from the bottom now we here (yea)
GT V bottles at the table, no beer (ya heard?)
Hustlers' my career, never had fear
I'm flying on a lear high, rest in peace Aaliyah
Man I spent 3. 5 Million on a crib
Young Hot Boy, had to get how I live
The main question is, why am I always smiling? I'm living
I was born with the drive, now a nigga get driven
Young Money
[Hook]
[Birdman]
And I done seen dreams come through
11 hundred catana, sock on the new shoe
Moving birds out the coupé
The sun do shine, we can knock him off for the loop (BLAAT!)
Stunna Island out the pound homie
Stunna Island with my rounds homie
Moving eleven, strapped with a mack
A hundred G's in a dufflebag stacked
White doves, and we serving out of Bentley
Uptown, moving round, now we filthy
Paint the whole town
Red on that brown, lay 'em all down (BLAAT!)
[Hook] w Birdman ad-libs
[Outro: Birdman]
Yea!
Party never stops, nightlife poppin'
Take that shit to the mansion nigga
Stunna island where we hold it down, put it down
One hundred
rich gang - flava
Cop a Rollie, yes a Rolex
And I pull up on that lil nigga, Bowflex a nigga, know that ay
Where your heart at? I'm gon pour that out like Moet
And she know that she the bomb, nigga, Lotus ay
And the bitch, ya know they fuckin and they suckin
When they get inside the bed with me and Mayo
And she fuckin' if I say so, plus she suckin' if I say so
And she love it if I say so
And we fuck 'em, we don't pay 'em
How the fuck we gon' buy if we don't pay 'em?
I'm a cum a week later
I'm a spread that pussy out like an acre
She on the cover of Fader
And she say it's my time like Flava
Plus she know I ain't fishin, but I bait'em
And I'm livin' like Flava
Yeah, got the chopper with the Mac
In the back with the stacks, nigga pull up in a new car
Long nose bout the flow nigga
Pull up out the door nigga, fuck and get a murder show
Been a hunter and a gunna and a stunna
Nigga get money representin' uptown
Big B's with a few C's
For the money ti'll be your own people on ya (action)
Big matchin' with the Ov
Backyard with the young nigga, lowkey
Five stars, nigga, ball like a real G
New cars, nigga, serve it like it's 10 a key
Got a mill in em bitches
Fuckin' niggas bitches, iced out, fully loaded
100 mills still flippin
Check a nigga digits, make a young nigga gun blow
Hot nigga, don't stop
Big money nigga gon' pop
One stop, get yo life took
Big money, bitches gon look
Flashy classy
For the money we dash it
Fuck em, pass em
How we did it outlast em
Tell the bitch I'm comin' over 3 Am
So she betta have her muthafuckin' clothes off (what?)
One of me, three of them
And ya know that I'm a pimp just booted up
I ain't bout to doze off
Lil nigga, you a shrimp walking' with a limp
I ain't have to say a word the bitch took her clothes off
Little shit to make me sleepy, little Xan, little percocet
All these drugs got me throwed off
I love my bitch, I can't go without her
I'm a give her my seed, no sunflower
I got strong genes, my little boy look just like me
I ain't tryna be what ya like, no I'm not
(I'm talkin' bout whip gun)
Pull up with that nigga bitch in the car
Now her baby daddy wanna fight me
That pump, man, make him jump, man
You would think his ass was sponsored by Nike
I'm every little kid's idol, got more verses than the Bible
The lifestyle I live here priceless
Pull up on yo ass like a diaper
Grippin on my nuts like Micheal
I see shit before it happen like a psychic
Get yo bitch, don't want that broke ho around me
And me and Thug still on the run so fuck yo bounty
I love my girl so much, that money, I let her count it
(Thugga Thugga)
Call yo bitch and tell her I need some mechanical
Plus she make me stand out like a ruler
Even though I don't got all my strolls
I'm a pull up on lil momma with the doors off
I'm a treat myself and buy myself a rollie
Then I walk into a party full of cougars, slow
This just might be an interesting Yt
Yeah nigga, this a crew cut
Crew cut, momma say yo crew cut
On that Gt, pop for me ooh-ee
And she come and let me ride like uber
Then I teach lil momma how to ride it smoother
Baby girl, gimme clues, no blues uh
Her love prolly right by the Buddha
Baby, all on my Insta no -tution
Hate leavin' me when she go to school
Can't drink it, I'm a dive in it
Got a ride round with me, make it play
Make her feel like I got tires in it
And I'm sorry I was seein' yo lady
Fuck bitch, don't ever tryna play me
Bruh I'm sorry I was feedin' yo baby
First time seen a real nigga make it
Sittin at the top, I'm bored no neighbor
Thugga Thugga
rich gang - fly rich
We gon? get to it, nigga
By any means necessary
We were born like this
I be on some fly nigga shit when I step out?
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
I be on some rich nigga shit when I step out?
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
I be on some fly, rich nigga shit,
steppin? out I be on that fly,
rich nigga shit, steppin? out
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
Quarter-mill for the car, quarter-mill on the arm
Black Double-R, back the fuck off
Drophead, cut your head off, hard top, no soft
Wet pussy turn me on when it keep me hard
King shit, Versace tiles, I ain?t dryin? off
Marble floors, you dusty niggas couldn?t walk on
Jesus walked on water, so I?mma walk on charters
Private jets, baguettes, only fuck with ballers
All this, half a mill, first week of August
I ain?t even doin? shows, I?m just workin? on the album
Forty for the feesha, I just payed my mama?s Visa
You in the club breathin?, that Ten X, you niggas Beavis
She give me butt, head ? get brain like a genius
I got that dope shit, the 80s chrome
Alpinas White Beamer ? my son gon? inherit this flow
You niggas gumball drops on the bottom of my sole
I be on some fly nigga shit when I step out?
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
I be on some rich nigga shit when I step out?
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
I be on some fly, rich nigga shit,
steppin? out I be on that fly,
rich nigga shit, steppin? out
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
Young nigga, we Rich Gang
Came up from that rich game
Picture me rollin? down?
Black Double-R with your bitch, mane
With that top off and that drophead
Pull up on ?em, they drop dead
Niggas talkin? that bird shit
When them birds came, they was not dead
And I was out there with that work
From the 15th to the 1st
My clique mean and they merk
We?ll let them clips squeeze like dirt
When it come to them dollars, nigga, why bother?
These niggas don?t want no problems
?Cause I?ll kill all y?all dead, put a price on your head
Get your brain, I doubt it
I be on that fly shit ? M-O-B that mob shit
Boy, I?m talkin? G5 shit
Fifty racks for that ride, shit
That ain?t yours, that?s my bitch
You clocked out and I signed in
We young niggas, we grindin?
We shinin? like diamonds
I be on some fly nigga shit when I step out?
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
I be on some rich nigga shit when I step out?
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
I be on some fly, rich nigga shit,
steppin? out I be on that fly,
rich nigga shit, steppin? out
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
I?m in the club passin? weed to the bitches, like ?hit this shit?
Your stupid ass outside talkin? ?bout ?get me in!?
Should?ve known I was a fool when I moved
When I pulled up in that Bentley
Told y?all I was against it, somethin? like a pimp
Don?t say I didn?t ? million-dollar flow
Got a lot of dough, brand new clothes
VIP for niggas like me
Wish a motherfucker would touch that rope
Rappers, hustlers, dealers, killers
Thugs, goons, beasts, guerillas
Money, cars, jewels, chinchillas
Jets, cribs, condos, villas
Say that, then? (hold up)
Goddamn right, bitch I?ve been fly since way back when
That?s right, I am YMCM, Grave Street, play that, then
Runnin? off the tread like a motherfuckin? masthead
You know that?s him
Tryna sham when you come around stars like us
They threw the din
Ain?t got your game tight, ain?t got your swag up
Shame on them
Your legs too little and your T-Shirt big
Nigga, go to the gym
For the love of my clique, we up in this bitch
So sorry that your girl?s suckin? my dick
Throwin? money in the air like I?m sick of this shit
I be on some fly nigga shit when I step out?
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
I be on some rich nigga shit when I step out?
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
I be on some fly, rich nigga shit,
steppin? out I be on that fly,
rich nigga shit, steppin? out
Fuck what y?all talkin? about
rich gang - freestyle
Top floor type shit
Chandeliers with marble floors boy
My baby momma just put me on child support
Fuck a warrant, I ain't going to court
Don't care what them white folks say
I just wanna see my lil boy
Go to school, be a man and sign up for college boy
Don't be a fool, be a man
What you think that knowledge for
She dissed me in high school
no reason to acknowledge her
Lead by example, I don't fuck round with no followers
Follow up on everything I do, ask my girl
Call the cops I don't give a fuck, I travel all around the world
Wake up, too late for breakfast
I need a lunch meal
My producer cut hoes off, Dun Deal
I'm real, I'm Quan all I speak is truthful
Come here all I want is you
Pull up, put it on me, baby girl bring it to me now
I'm just tryna get in than work my way out
I don't care who you came with
but you leaving with me for the rest of the night
It's over
Got good luck, four leaf clover
If she wanna fuck, tell her come over
Thugga pulled up that's my brother
Same mother different daddies
Riding in that caddy
All black tint, you ain't seen this before
None of my shit rented, you ain't seen this before
Tell me g what you spent
Nigga I spent some more
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Walked in with a new gun on me
ya'll niggas thought I was playing
Ya'll niggas out here think you selling coke
You selling can
Thugga, my man
Birdman, my man
Two words: Rich Gang
Ysl Rich Gang, Rich Homie for life aye
Try anyone of us you'll lose your life play
With these big dogs
better have you're phone call it a night
I don't play no game, no way
Thought I was gone until I walked in like the man of the year
Got the endorsement with Gtv ya'll niggas drinking beer
When it come to Young Thug
yo bitch jump like she was drinking beers
Bottom of my car red I bang for real
I, spend a lil 60 on act I drank for real
I want Quan medication, he got pain pills
But I need to see my girl to make my pain heal
But I ain't never been in love I don't know how pain feel
Do my thang all across the globe
That's why I spend big banks on all my hoes
I spend the largest bank on all my clothes
That pussy wet she gotta dry it outdoors
Hit it from the back she like (aye aye)
All she know is (aye aye)
Money to the ceiling like (aye aye)
Thugga Thugga say (aye)
If you got a problem than (ohh)
Shooting guns like (ohh)
Stupid ho like (ohh)
Condo full of (hoes)
I got stupid money, yeah that condo
I just moved in boy I ain't even count it
Niggas think they on
cause they in a rental car everything on me and I own it
Number one a shopping everything I see
I can buy that shit if I want it
But everyday I wake up I'm tryna get my cake up
with my Rich Homies
Three Gs on the blaze nigga
Millionaires boy
Get ya game up nigga
Living life like that boy
Life it's no tomorrow ya heard me
Rich Gang that fly shit nigga
Size up guarantee you gone lose
Ice game so fly
Drop a 50 on a nigga feet
Fuck em
Let your people wear your T-shirts nigga
Let's roll
rich gang - lifestyle
I've done did a lot of shit just to live this here lifestyle
We came straight from the bottom, to the top, my lifestyle
Nigga living life like volcano and this only the beginning
I'm on the top of the mountain, puffing on clouds
And niggas still beginning
Million 5 on the Visa card
Hundred bands still look like the fucking tires
Nigga serving great white like I'm feeding sharks
I won't do nothing with the bitch, she can't even get me hard
Something wrong with the pussy
Even though I ain't gong hit it
I'ma still make sure that she douche it
Me and my woadie, we don't get caught up like that, no way
We ain't got time to go see doctors, J
(Who said money?)
Hop up in my bed full of forty bitches and yawning
Hey, this a show bitch you performing
I do this shit for my daughters and all my sons, bitch
Im a run up them bands, I'll take out their funds, bitch
I got a moms bitch, she got a moms bitch
I got sisters and brothers to feed
I ain't goin' out like no idiot, I'm a Og
I've done did a lot of shit just to live this here lifestyle
We came straight from the bottom, to the top, my lifestyle
Nigga living life like volcano and this only the beginning
I'm on the top of the mountain
Puffing on clouds and niggas still beginning
Still screaming "Fuck the otherside"
I'ma ride for my niggas, aye
And I'ma die for my niggas, aye
Ain't gonna be latching on my niggas aye
Niggas couldn't see me if they had a genie
I'ma live my life like Bennie, R. I. P. my brother Bennie
I stack my racks to the ceiling
Now these niggas can't beat me
I just might wake up in Chanel and these bitches can't see me
I'm in a whole other league
I ain't got aids but I swear to God I would bleed
'Til I D. I. E
28 floors up I feel like I could F. L. Y. E. E
Pee on top of these bitches
God told me they can never stop me so they ain't gon' stop me
I'm in that coffin with baby mommy getting sloppy toppy
I'm bleeding red like a devil, I see these bitches plotting
They wanna know how I got M's and I didn't finish college
I've done did a lot of shit just to live this here lifestyle
We came straight from the bottom, to the top, my lifestyle
Nigga living life like volcano and this only the beginning
I'm on the top of the mountain
Puffing on clouds and niggas still beginning
I do it for my daddy, I do it for my mama
Them long nights, I swear to God I do it for the come up
I'm Willie B beating on my chest, in the jungle, aye
Money on money, I got commas in every bank
Sunday through Monday I've been grinding with no sleep
Talking 'bout taking something from me, like no way
Thugger Thugger, that's my brother, brother
You don't want no trouble trouble or you can get these fists
Knuckle knuckle
Buckle up like a seatbelt or I'll shoot yah
Punching on the gas, too fast, and I lose yah
Give me a bed, I'll do her, I want a head, Medusa
I swear a nigga gone cause this strong I'm blowing super
Grinding for a new day
I'm skating, like that nigga Lupe
Hey, I'm on the top just like toupee
Hey, I'm in her mouth just like toothpaste
I've done did a lot of shit just to live this here lifestyle
We came straight from the bottom, to the top, my lifestyle
Nigga living life like volcano and this only the beginning
I'm on the top of the mountain
Puffing on clouds and niggas still beginning
rich gang - milk marie
Milk marie she got a pretty pussy
Call it pink cause a nigga fell in love with it aye
She got a thang for me, I got a thang for her
Never ever let her get away from me aye
No no, no no, no no, no noo
She don't yield at stop signs lil shawty on goo
Go go go go go go go get it
If I wanna fuck her she gon always say yes, aye
Lay her on her back while I'm gripping on her chest
Her ex don't want that no that nigga wasn't this
That nigga extra lame he don't want no conflict
I make 2 million point 5 nigga I ain't done yet
Stand down to my word if I said it then I meant it
Thugga, my money 8 ft tall, two midgets aye
Girl I want everything that come witcha
Even if you got stretch marks and even two children
I can't blame you girl (no no no no no)
I love you for who you are, I want you for who you are
Baby girl you a star in my book aye
I fuck with you for who you are, I fuck with for where you going
Fuck them lame niggas yeah they can look
And my girl got the world shook earthquake the world
I'm trynna get a nut just like a squirrel
Can you blame me nigga? Can you blame me nigga?
Can you blame me? (rich gang!)
Ran off with a nigga pack told him hit my line
Boy that pussy there that fat number
No jim carrey, rich homie act on em
Got ice on like a nigga livin in the summer
All my soldiers got me protected like I'm osama
Campaign made a million profited like I'm obama
Lactose intolerant I'ont drink
(Rich gang!) girl I want everything that come witcha
Even if you got stretch marks and even two children
I can't blame you girl yeah
Hahaha, aye you know I fuck with you
Despite of how bad of an attitude I be having at times
I do it cause I love you shawty, you should know that
This shit go back like 4 flat
Foreal foreal I ain't talking for my health
I love your smile, everything about you
Quan
rich gang - million dollar
Theres a few women out here
That got that million dollar pussy
Sometimes they come from a very
struggling environment
Boarding pass that flight
But make sure you on it cause im here
And im thinking about that shit you
said the other night when you text me
And said "when im off of your time,
you better turn up, you got all the plugs,
even wayne came to yo house"
Gold bottles in my kitchen
Candles in my restroom
And i sent her ass to my best room
That fire place got chest room
Two guests, indian or you gotta be arabic
That hour glass look mighty round
Is it real or did you inherit it
Phone calls on phone calls
Girl i keep that work going
All you gotta do is lick them lips
Girl gon and keep that flirt going
First night, popped it off
All you did was look
You was cool once you realize you
wasn't fucking with no crook
Baby i dont kiss and brag
Ima follow your lead
I see the pussy got a tag on it
Go on and let that milli breathe
Champagne on her nipple
Dripping on my pistol
Fuck her like i miss her
I just met her and dismissed her
Marble on my counter
Mollys on my counter
Roses in my yard
Dying by the day
Trying water every seed
Showing off my seeds
Water all my seeds
Watch em grow to kids
Keys to the 'Gatti
Keys to the 'Rari
Keys to the Lambo
Keys to the Mansion
Keys to the Penthouse
Hmm hmm hmm
You contagious
I can taste it
You need to fuck me like you love me
From your face is on this back,
You know your into me
You a fein to me
You into me
You Into Me
Million Dollar Pussy (TapOut)
Million Dollar Pussy (TapOut)
And I'm gon make her Tap Out
Tap out, Tap Out, Tap out, Tap Out
Tap Out
rich gang - panties to the side
Shorty pull her panties to the side
Told me keep my feelings to the side
For them tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Shorty pull her panties to the side
Told me keep my feelings to the side
For them tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
She move them panties to the side
She give me head while I drive
These bitches flyin' in like flies
Maybach, no roof, turn a bitch, butterfly
Rose gold in that Autobon
I'm gettin' money in real time
That big hand on them dollar signs
I'm on west coast rich time
Get punched out for yo' punchlines
These niggas snitchin' like I did the crime
I get the cake like the baker man
No jamaican kush, that's Beenie Man
These niggas hood-hoppers
Don't give a bitch no options
I do this shit for my squadron
Ain't got no time for no conference
I call up some real niggas, but they ain't 'bout that talkin'
I walk in wit' my bitch, fattest ass in the party
Shorty pull her panties to the side
Told me keep my feelings to the side
For them tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Shorty pull her panties to the side
Told me keep my feelings to the side
For them tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Started with a stack, then I got 5 mo'
Could have bought a ball team, with all this money I blow
Walk in stalls, cause these hoes know im finna go retarded
Ballin hard no James Harden, Bentley truck to big to park it
Comma get for that work, Gettin head blowin purp
One hand on this blunt, other hand up her skirt
Pussy sweet like apple juice, fuck her til her pussy loose
And when im done, pass her to my man, so Ben can see what that pussy do
And she touching her self, what you gone off a molly
And she thick, and she finer than a mothafucka, lookin like tatted [?]
Fuck all night no strings attached
Say no on love shit, girl this some fun shit
Dick to [?], and when I lick this spot I'mma make you cum quick
Tens, twenties, fifties, hunnids
I'm with the number one stunna,
Hands rubbin everytime we doing numbers,
GT, Waka, all summer
Yeah, its time to bring them raris out
Scratch that, we bringing them bugatti out
I'mma show em how to get this money
I'm laughing to the bank, you niggas money funny
I'mma real nigga, you is a counterfeit
Throw a hunnid racks, tell her count it bitch
Money blowing like a fountain, bitch
All my paper adding up, you only talking shit
Shorty pull her panties to the side
Told me keep my feelings to the side
For them tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Shorty pull her panties to the side
Told me keep my feelings to the side
For them tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
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