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Yeah Rich Homie Quan What’s funny? These niggas throwing slick shots now You know me? I go direct with it With them! Put her name on it, nigga It was hard to hear at first couldn’t understand what you was saying And these bitches bound to get hurt Cause a lot of these niggas be playing, (uh uh) And I fuck with Shawty on the low (I do) And I know she know I’m the man So that extra shit gotta go She probably don’t know That I fucked her friend. If she ask bout it I’m a be like, “blah blah blah blah” When she try to argue with me I be like, “blah blah blah blah” Trying to get back with me I be like, “hell naw naw naw” If yeen talking bout no money Letras de cancionesI’m like, “blah blah blah blah” Small talk Ion do that This Rich Homie, you knew that It’s a damn shame, Ion gang bang But I’ll beat a nigga blue black I’m in the old school, no do rag Them old folk like how you do that? He ain’t fooling me, this ain’t new to me That ain’t an Aston Martin, that’s a new Jag But it clean, though And if you’re late on the payment Boy, that shit get repo'd And yo bitch easy, huh I got her on the line And I’m in her like a free throw Getting deep throat, at the Fountain Bleu We run trains on these freak hoes And I told my nigga that I’m G-Coded “Blah blah blah blah” RICH HOMIE BABY Quit going in on these niggas (I won’t stop stop stop stop) Keep putting my money over these bitches (Til I’m at the top top top top) And you niggas can’t stop my vision Don’t know what you thought thought thought thought (And I ball ball ball ball) Everything I got, TALK UP! It was hard to hear at first couldn’t understand what you was saying And these bitches bound to get hurt Cause a lot of these niggas be playing, aha! And I fuck with Shawty on the low And I know she know I’m the man So that extra shit gotta go She probably don’t know That I fucked her friend. If she ask bout it I’m a be like, “blah blah blah blah” When she try to argue with me I be like, “blah blah blah blah” Trying to get back with me I be like, “hell naw naw naw” If yeen talking bout no money I’m like, “blah blah blah blah” “Blah blah blah blah” That’s how it sound when these bitches talk “Rah rah rah rah” When a nigga flashing, that’s what we call it Like “Hell naw naw naw” I need a real diamond, ain’t faking that I’m like five nine feet tall Heart of a Lion, yeen takin’ nothing (THAT RIGHT TWO) You nigga talking like hoes That’s why I can’t fuck with you (STOP PILLOW TALKING) Doing shows all around the globe Cause everybody fuck with me Fuck nigga You’ll be the first nigga I show ‘what’s up nigga!' Fuck nigga Ain’t never said shit back Trying to keep it one hunna And I tried to show love with ya That’s the main reason why I don’t trust niggas (trust niggas) Standing under landing bridges still above these niggas I’m no beginner Don’t I spit it like a vet, nigga? That nigga talking like a ho Tell that bitch nigga speak up! It was hard to hear at first couldn’t understand what you was saying And these bitches bound to get hurt Cause a lot of these niggas be playing And I fuck with Shawty on the low And I know she know I’m the man So that extra shit gotta go She probably don’t know That I fucked her friend. If she ask bout it I’m a be like, “blah blah blah blah” When she try to argue with me I be like, “blah blah blah blah” Trying to get back with me I be like, “hell naw naw naw” If yeen talking bout no money I’m like, “blah blah blah blah” From Letras Mania