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lirik lagu mad rich – brandon thakidd

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[intro] gee hues, jug
gee hues you did this one
ayo jug!

[pre*chorus] brandon thakidd
(d*mn)
imma slide, i don’t do no one on one
we outside, rolex at four thirty
i’m the man all these b*tches too thirsty (thirsty)
did that boy in the past, do him dirty (dirty)
backsp*ce on the block, n*gga, yeah we delete sh*t
my b*tch she pull up with choppas and e*sh*t
start it, no running back, cut that b*tch just like a city
this ain’t no h*llcat this a demon, yeah

[chorus] brandon thakidd
put that b*tch to a heat, then i gas it
f*ck a diss we leave your ass in a casket (skrt)
we spinning in silence, why f*ck n*ggas braggin’?
they buy a new shirt and don’t take off the tag, b*tch (yeah)
you see that n*gga broke, don’t be that b*tch
they see me blowin’ up with a bad b*tch
spent a rack on these jeans so i’m saggin’
i’m so high off the dope i’m jet laggin’
designer my closet, mc magic
givenchy my shoes, fashion
bought a bag for my bag, so i bagged it
that’s your b*tch not my b*tch, yeah i bagged it
the glock in my bag i been had it
and i feel like osama bin laden
and that n*gga he broke, don’t be that b*tch
oh, they hating on me cause i’m mad rich
[verse] 637godwin
for money i turned into a savage (gang)
i just hide in the vibe, that sh*t average (facts)
we been chasing green, i ain’t talking cabbage
i like all my ho’s skinny, no fat b*tch (yeah)
40. on my waste i’m keeping it tucked (gang)
run up on me, then your ass out of luck
no emotion, i can not fall in love
married to the guap these ho’s be a dub
run it up, ok
i speak spanish, b*tch, i’m chasing dineros
hola, need bank today
on the mic i’m rapping more than a pharaoh
223. on me, spray at your gang, your whole posse
i extended the clip so they all can see
understand that that b*tch wasn’t the one for me
now, n*ggas be talking their sh*t, but they don’t understand they gon’ get clapped
it’s over
whip in a mystery machine, i might have to get me a scoob snack
raggy?
shawty in the past she dubbed me, she didn’t love me, gave me heart attack
she a b*tch
now i think these n*ggas see it, i think in the past they had cataracts

[chorus] brandon thakidd
put that b*tch to a heat, then i gas it
f*ck a diss we leave your ass in a casket (skrt)
we spinning in silence, why f*ck n*ggas braggin’?
they buy a new shirt and don’t take off the tag, b*tch (yeah)
you see that n*gga broke, don’t be that b*tch
they see me blowin’ up with a bad b*tch
spent a rack on these jeans so i’m saggin’
i’m so high off the dope i’m jet laggin’
designer my closet, mc magic
givenchy my shoes, fashion
bought a bag for my bag, so i bagged it
that’s your b*tch not my b*tch, yeah i bagged it
the glock in my bag i been had it
and i feel like osama bin laden
and that n*gga he broke, don’t be that b*tch
oh, they hating on me cause i’m mad rich

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