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tay b - rnp كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
rich n_gga problems (rich n_gga problems, baby, give me some cash)
(you aren’t even a cool breeze for my man taz)
huh

[verse 1]
you a motherf_ckin’ lowlife, never be sh_t
i just f_cked q, i bought her cs, i been on p sh_t
p_ssy wet like a ocean, f_ck around and got sea sick
fish out of water, you might drown in the deep end
am i gon’ spend some money on you? sh_t, it all depends
i got a young b_tch in miami, flewed out for the weekend
brodie, he a real p man, just like meek man
you ain’t speak when i ain’t had no pape’, why you speakin’ now?
i’m at the point where like you got a beef or nah?
i should f_ck around and drop the top on the beamer now
beefin’, man, that sh_t for broke n_ggas, i ain’t beefin’ now
so much money, i could get a n_gga k!lled so easy now
put a belt on them kids, pop, goes the weasel now
i’ll never see your ass again, hasta la vista now
buy one, you get taxed, you buy ten, you get it cheap for now

[chorus]
i just broke my money counter, rich n_gga problems
all these hoes wanna f_ck, rich n_gga problems
i just f_cked up my bentley truck, rich n_gga problems
i don’t know where to hide the money, rich n_gga problems
rich n_gga problems, rich n_gga problems
rich n_gga problems, got rich n_gga problems
rich n_gga problems, rich n_gga problems
rich n_gga problems, got rich n_gga problems
[verse 2]
you got robbed and ain’t do sh_t, b_tch n_gga problems
you got shot and ain’t shoot sh_t, b_tch n_gga problems
you hit hoes that have loose lips, b_tch n_gga problems
i got rich n_gga problems, your b_tch tryna holler
i encourage you to get some money, you ain’t seen none
i really just want a hundred ms, i don’t need much
sill with the same n_ggas, we ain’t never had the team up
just saw an opp on aisle five, it’s a clean up
i can’t f_ck with you like that, i got a whole b_tch
i gotta let ’em know up front, you know how hoes get
n_ggas out here fakin’ illuminati, that’s some bold sh_t
how you wanna sell your soul and you ain’t never sold sh_t?
you ain’t never sold a zip, you never sold a brick
i’d rather respect a pimp, at least he sold a b_tch
i got tired of lookin’ over my shoulder, i had to go legit
my old head, he don’t even wear no jewelry, you don’t even know he rich

- tay b

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