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dee mula - rich nigha كلمات أغنية

[intro]
yeah, yeah, i’m on one
yeah, might be on two
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (phew, phew)
get your sh_t together, yeah
ayy

[verse]
want a rich n_gga have your sh_t together? gotta bring somethin’ to the table (huh?)
can’t lay around bein’ lazy (huh?), my bank account a lil’ crazy
met this one b_tch with a proposition, if i take her with me, she’ll pay me
(ain’t no pressure ’bout no money, i’ll split it with you, you my baby)
b_tch, i got grown man money
my foot on the gas, i’m goin’ too fast, you can hear the grown man comin’ (vroom)
you don’t tote no 38, this a 40, have a grown man runnin’
look, baby, i don’t need no honey, all i need is a percocet, now roll this backwood for me (huh)
these n_ggas ain’t gettin’ no money, keep uploadin’ throwback picturеs
them n_ggas hate to see me comin’, how you know that, n_gga? ‘causе i been shinin’ for a minute
supercharge, my car’s tinted
all them cars he in, rented
11_8 on my pendant, a real 38 baby (ah)
choppers and dope in that vacant
for that coke, they gon’ watch every corner so they can’t take it
i put it on, like how i dress, this ho tryna rape me
won’t let me leave out the house, extortion, she tried to take it
these b_tches dyin’ for my d_ck, ugh, tuh
don’t stand in line for my spit, ugh, ugh (ugh)
ugh. i came out and nutted on her booty (ooh), ooh, big booty judy (d_mn, d_mn)
lift it up, tooty, tooty (d_mn, d_mn), hittin’ her hard, that p_ssy pooty (ugh)
want a rich n_gga, have your sh_t together, gotta bring somethin’ to the table
is you stable? you got cable?
want a rich n_gga, have your sh_t together, stay on my side like the neighbors
is you able? like a pager?
this n_gga got more than me but hatin’, he ‘posed to be big ol’ p
mad about this freak, mad ’cause when i pull off, my sh_t shake the street (skrrt)
mad ’cause when i pop out, b_tches break their neck and look at me (dee mula)
some of you hoes know what’s up, they know them fullers be on repeat (doo_doo, doo_doo)
they know them choppers don’t miss a beat
we hit their block, put sh_t to sleep
up the glock, you better not run (run), balenciaga’s on my feet
they tried to play me like a rapper ’cause i go crazy on beats
and i got on jewelry like them but ain’t nothin’ of ’em made like me (uh_oh)
they tried to count me out, i cut their fingers off
cut these n_ggas off for leachin’, that sh_t start to p_ss me off
and plus i’m independent
ain’t no rappers pushin’ me, i’m savin’ every penny
i’ll spend it
n_gga better not p_ss me off, i break out fifty, n_gga
drop it on your head, boy (f_ck n_gga)
ain’t no more goin’ back and forth, i know you scared, boy (p_ssy)
they beggin’ me to stay on rapper timin’, “dee mula, you the ticket” (get out)
we could’ve robbed these n_ggas, took their sh_t but took a different route
they think i’m crazy but i ain’t crazy, i’m throwed off (huh)
they said i gave it, i f_cked the game up, i came raw
i came bulletproof suburban, play with me, we purgin’ (skrrt)
broke b_tches, ugh (ugh), we curvin’, pour that drink up, i’m thirsty
just walked in this interview, popped a perc’, i was nervous
they asked too many questions ’bout the opps, about the murders
about these p_ssy n_ggas that be lyin’ like they hurt us
them n_ggas never pinched me, duck their head like a turtle (mm)
[outro]
them n_ggas never, they never pinched me, duck their head like a turtle
yeah, yeah
want a rich n_gga, have your sh_t together, gotta know what come on my table

- dee mula

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