Poor Lil Rich

I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me

My **** talk for me, blaow, what up, homie?

My watch saying, "Hi shorty, we could be friends"

My whip saying, "Quit playing, ****, get in"

My earring saying, "We can hit the mall together"

Shorty, it's only right that we ball together

I'm into bigger things, y'all ****, y'all know my style

Your wrist "bling bling", my **** "bling blaow"

My pinky ring talk, it say, "Fifty, I'm sick"

That's why these **** is on my ****

Some hate me, some love my hits

Flex my man, he gon' bump my ****

See, I'm a liar, man, I really don't care (I don't care)

I tell the **** whatever they wanna hear

You tryna play me, I'ma **** you then

My cross cost more than the crib your mamma raised you in

I was a poor ****, now I'm a rich ****

Getting paper, now, you can't tell me ****, ****

You can find me in the four-dot-six, ****

In the backseat **** your ****, ****

Was a poor ****, now I'm a rich ****

Getting paper, now, you can't tell me ****, ****

You can find me in the four-dot-six, ****

In the backseat **** your ****, ****

New York **** copy **** like it's all good

**** around, be ****-walking in the wrong hood

I'm fresh up out the slammer, I ain't no **** bammer

I'm from NY whoadie, but I know country grammar (Woo)

See, me, I get it crunk, **** go head and front

I go up out the trunk, come back (Yeah)

My money come in lumps, my pockets got the mumps

You see me sitting on dubs, that's why you mad, chump (Uh-huh)

Don't make me hit you up

Come and get you up

See, 50 play for keeps, and 50 stay with ****

I can't go commercial, they love me in the street

I'm real gutter, man; the hood love me, man

Don't make me show up in your crib like bruh-man

Locked up in a pen, I still do my thing

CO screaming, "Shut the **** up!" in the bing

I was a poor ****, now I'm a rich ****

Getting paper, now, you can't tell me ****, ****

You can find me in the four-dot-six, ****

In the backseat fondling your ****, ****

Was a poor ****, now I'm a rich ****

Getting paper, now, you can't tell me ****, ****

You can find me in the four-dot-six, ****

In the backseat fondling your ****, ****

I'm in the Benz on Monday, a BM on Tuesday

Range on Wednesday; Thursday, I'm in the hooptay

Porsche on Friday, I do things my way

Vipe' or 'Vette, I tear up the highway (Woo!)

Shawty, she could tell you 'bout my **** game (Yeah)

But she don't know me, she only know my nickname

Left the hood and came back, damn, **** changed

These young boys, they done got they own work, man

I was a poor ****, now I'm a rich ****

Getting paper, now, you can't tell me ****, ****

You can find me in the four-dot-six, ****

In the backseat fondling your ****, ****

Was a poor ****, now I'm a rich ****

Getting paper, now, you can't tell me ****, ****

You can find me in the four-dot-six, ****

In the backseat fondling your ****, ****