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Lyrics for Rich Niggaz by Juvenile:
| | | Artist: | Juvenile |
| | Album: | 400 Degreez | | Track: | Rich Niggaz | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 159 | | | | Lyrics: | Why why why
Why why why
Why why
Cash Money Rich Niggaz
Look
(Lil Wayne)
Loud tights big rims
Nigga that's my life
As I
pull up at the club sorry that's my knife
I know a lot of haters probably saying that
that's not right
Well my diamonds so much bigger
So that's my life
Gleam
gleam
Now only carry big face and you hear the ching ching
Now you can ask your
wife and she will say the same thing
And your children be amazed when they see me on the big
screen
Ha, ha, ha
I crack myself up
I know I talk lot but I can back myself
up
Got a little house on the beach that's where I shack myself up
You ain't really
got more money than me
Think about it
Let's just say somebody gave me a check to
think about it
So I just bought a new Rollie and got to take a link up out it
And
even though ice is like a Prince concert that ain't crowded
They see the Beam, and the
truck, and the B-12
And we was next
Then that's when I pull up in the B-E-L
Le-Le-Lex
Ha
(1st Chorus)
I'm on Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiire
Hot,
hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
We on Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiire
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot,
hot, hot, hot
(Juvenile)
Juvenile I used to be
R-E-T-A bound
Now I be busting these bitches when I come around
Acting like a nigga that ain't never had
shit
Look into my bed saying that's a mad hit
I'll damned if these diamonds and
golds ain't shining
My Rollie ain't rinning
My bank and climbing
You looking
at a multi-millionaire in the flesh
Might don't have it now, but I just got me a check
I can walk it like I talk it
Play it how I say it
Teach it like I preach it
Now, put that in your head
Nigga, Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand-ain't nothing
Smoke a pound, pop the crystal and drink something
Meet me in the casino
Way
in the back
Using money like a motherfucker
Still shooting crack
Tomorrow
I'll be back
I got millionaire status
We make so much money IRS be looking at us
(Repeat 1st Chorus 1X)
(Turk)
I got more ends than Bonnie
have in a factory
I'm Lil Turk, I'm living large, got the baddest hoes after me
Picture me, a young nigga bawling out of control
Playing with millions, laying in condos
Nigga I shine, shine through the fucking week
The flyiest ride with crystal in the
passenger seat
Don't hate me, 'cause I'm a little bawler
Got more weight than Angola
Fucking your girl Carla
Nigga I stunt,
And I'm a stunt 'til I can't no more
Chest lit up like the oaks
From the diamonds I sport
Yo, I can't be touched
Don't think I'm too much, nigga I'm rich what the fuck
Rolex crushed out with the
bezel
And all the foes that get close to me got to be on my schedule
I got so much
money
I don't know what to do
Buy isles and cars
And break bread with my
crew
(2nd Chorus)
I'm on Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiire
Hot, hot, hot, hot,
hot, hot, hot, hot
We on Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiire
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
B.G. on Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiire
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
(Paparue)
Uh, uh, uh
Hear me
It's like, monkey see, monkey do
Rolling with the Cash Money Runners I stay true
Cause when were running and climbing on the
million-dollar scene
Holding together, mo-de-ming, mo-de-ming
When I bring out the
rubber around the Hummer
??? Benz, or in the Lex Bubble
When I start they said I had
no fame
Now all the girls just end up calling my name
10 G's to ???
Fax the
contract to big Cash Money
Cause you know this whole clique right with me
They're
right with me
Sip-pe-di-dy
Won't count the diamonds just around my neck
X
amount-a dollars on a bankroll check
If you want to really come and sing with me
Those that got me wicked, then I do some free
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