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Rich Homie Quan
Rich Homie Quan
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Beat Junkies
Beat Junkies
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Beat Junkies
Beat Junkies
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Real nigga don't talk he just do it you know what i mean Show for example A real killer he gone kill you and won't tell a soul Pulled up in thaf fanta thought they saw a ghost Boy you in yo feelings I'll tell you so Took off on these niggas get a telescope Boy I got some issues I can't tell a soul My post they come and go Do play for Keith can't trust these niggas get your money first Rich homie baby real nigga over here baby (over here) Real nigga over here (money first) rich homie baby yeah Real nigga over here baby (over here) real figues overe here baby (Over here) play with my money will kill niggas over here baby Kinda figured homies when I deal with it over here baby (This rich homie baby) this that Polo (who) hill figure over here baby (Ralph Loren) 3 or 4 hoes I usually got over here baby (What cha talking bout quan) hold my paint brushes ima paint yo picture Clips baby (oooh yea) You gone crash and these head lights over here baby The difference between and you is you can't go get her baby And I won't try you I'd salute my lady Ima probably watch you go crazy probably cought you today After I got threw with you you like a bad habit I need some new to do A real killer he gone kill you and won't tell a soul Pulled up in that fanta thought they saw a ghost Boy you in yo feelings I'll tell you soo Took of on these niggas get a telescope Boy I got some issues I can't tell a soul My post made official who I meet her too Don't loose sleep boud these bitchea cause they come and go Don't mess with Keith don't trust these niggas get your money first Rich homie baby get your money first Family shake I put my homie 3rd And pray for these blessing They that boy first Free my nigga chicken Pulled up on a cruve Turned up on them niggas Love purple hurb Burnt up on them niggas Love switching girls Turn up on them bitches Im on that roll and riches But sense yo hoe assistant Navigation baby Make her throw ans get it Say real nigga don't talk he just be about it And im keeping labels on hoes yeah I see them coming You seen em firat on the inside of my me J Go get a direct fuck yo secret yeah A real killer he gone kill you and wont tell a soul Pulled up in that fanta thought they saw a ghost Boy you in yo feelings I'll tell you soo Took off on deys niggas get a telescope Boy I got some issues I can't tell a soul My postal made official who I meet though Don't leave sleep boud these bitches cause they come and go Don't play with Keith fuck these niggas get your money first I swear I took off took off took off fuck you mean Rich homie baby I say I took off took off took off Yeah i swear I took off
Writer(s): Dequantes Devontay Lamar, Russell Quintavis Marquest Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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