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lirik lagu imma get rich – juvenile

imma get rich

i’m a get rich or die trying like phiddy
all life long pop bottles like diddy
b-tch, you’re only visiting, ’cause this is my city
blame it on your hoes just to say that i did it. [x2]

i’m official like black and white stripes
that b-tch you’re calling your wife, i’ve been handle that twice
i see you’re watching, n-gg-, -n-lyze wise
observe, i’m about to resatelite heights
i live my f-cking life down, i don’t take the sh-t
the right bottles on the table, i don’t drink this sh-t
no disrespect the diddy, i do it for the hoes
caramels in this b-tch, we shoot juv’ exposed
i’m killing your momma, my louis and dior sh-t
juvi’, you’re winner, all your haters better fall grip.
i need a big invelous cash, not a kind of pity
ain’t got that rustles in them money, but i’m gonna get it
who, me? i’m tryin’ to be a n-gg- rude group
i’m about to drop my own juvenile proud juice
pull off, i act like hoe and get a shoe deal
f-ck the world, at first day i ship through meal.

i’m a get rich or die trying like phiddy
all life long pop bottles like diddy
b-tch, you’re only visiting, ’cause this is my city
blame it on your hoes just to say that i did it. [x2]

customized french suits, crocodile shoes,
i’m elevated, it’s all the conversation about you
i see you n-gg- living like you’re seeing in a dream
’cause i got translation imagination in a grin
so why the contracts that i’m trying to get paid
i got homes, i can say you anything and and say you’re here from
fly in the motherf-cker swag, i got wheez
and i’m running like a company like jimmy av
you know you’re getting money when you b-tch are in forbes
and you ain’t gonna say a sh-t to get a b-tch under the folds
and in the fin, the life it’s gonna take it’s own course
n-body helping me and we open his own doors.
making too much money to be worried about credit
we’re tired in my city as we’re chatting like betty’s
n-gg-s don’t get it and they act like it’s a game torn
they won’t mean the telethon, how could i explain it to them?

i’m a get rich or die trying like phiddy
all life long pop bottles like diddy
b-tch, you’re only visiting, ’cause this is my city
blame it on your hoes just to say that i did it. [x2]

- kumpulan lirik lagu juvenile