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Stinking Rich

Stinking Rich

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All I want is more life and, more vagina

Thought I was broke untill the God suprised her

Couldn't line up girls, and now the girls are lined up

Bro let off bells, he's the Glock provider

Bang, bang, bang, let off another round

If no one's touched, then he'll come back around, for another round

With some drillers, in some council houses

That will come through and cancel your houses

Ah, what you on about?

You was about you was not about

Gang got the shot around in case these niggas want around

I would give a fuck about you niggas

But the inner me is kinda telling me I'm not allowed

And now there's blood pon my arm and a leg

Like I chopped up a arm and a leg

I would dash away these clothes, but these labels on my arm and a leg

Kinda cost me an arm and a leg, pussy

I went from champ to a champion, as I flip this script

You'll get blind if I flick this wrist

I came in the tinted shivs

She said what's your perfume, I said I'm stinkin', stinkin' rich

I went from champ to a champion, as I flip this script

You'll get blind if I flick this wrist

I came in the tinted shivs

She said what's your perfume, I said I'm stinkin', stinkin' rich

It's funny how I run from, girls I had run down

Shorty wanna come round, but she ain't gettin' one round

I don't bust guns, I bust nuts, and I bust out

If it wasn't bust down, would you get the bus down?

The man took my old style, so I got a new style

I see them in a goose, wow, I gotta cop a moose now

A moose, that's knuckles, and I'm with hussy

Put the huss, in the hustle, me I took the two G's out the struggle

And I put them on a belt, and I did it by myself

That's for all the times I did it by myself

And I ain't into groupies, fuck you for some Gucci

Bought my girl a purse so now they wanna pursue me

I'm lookin' at a cutie, Lydia or Susie

Who is he? Lookin' like he's coming out the movies

I'm smooth like a smoothie, but watch how you talk G

About you're gonna bore me, you're boring, you bore me

I went from champ to a champion, as I flip this script

You'll get blind if I flick this wrist

I came in the tinted shivs

She said what's your perfume, I said I'm stinkin', stinkin' rich

I went from champ to a champion, as I flip this script

You'll get blind if I flick this wrist

I came in the tinted shivs

She said what's your perfume, I said I'm stinkin', stinkin' rich

Ayo, they can't even text me (Wah), let alone find me (Nah)

I've been moving sexy (Wah), and I'm moving spicy (Ahh)

When I'm done with Kendall, then I holla Kylie (Brrr)

I don't wanna one gal, I need some variety (More gal)

I feel out of place in this new society (Mad)

I wanna link Keisha but I had a priority

And every day I'm trying to avoid the authorities

They don't like me, they call me ethnic minority

You don't know my life, but I'll give you a summary

They tried trick me with their reverse psychology

Fifty racks on me, but I'm looking all raggedy

I know men with no heart and no brain like Dorothy (Stupid)

All them pussies get my middle finger

Poke her pussy with my trigger finger

Knuckle duster on my wedding finger

Lick my thumb and count up every finger

I went from champ to a champion, as I flip this script

You'll get blind if I flick this wrist

I came in the tinted shivs

She said what's your perfume, I said I'm stinkin', stinkin' rich

I came from the bottom of the bottom

Man still rottin'

And I still hit the block often

And I'm still plottin'

And I still press on the button

Every time they ask man question

I don't say nothin', nothin'

Don't say nothin'

Don't say nothin'

I don't say nothin', nothin'

Don't say nothin'

Don't say nothin', nothin'

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