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need jesus - philthy rich lyrics

[intro]
(motion detected at the front door)
(johnny got another one)
i’m in this motherf*cker vibin’, me and my n*gga kash (sh*t, sonny saved me)
off this don julio and red bull
n*ggas gon’ need jesus to f*ck with me
uh*huh, look

[verse]
n*ggas gon’ need me before i need them
hope every n*gga from my hood see an m
what i look like payin’ for a threesome?
my b*tch gon’ play the carpet ’til ’bout 3 somethin’
if them n*ggas ain’t with us, then them n*ggas against us
worth ten million, but comfortable in the trenches
f*ck a thizzler list, b*tch, i’m really rich
multi*millionaire before i seen twenty*six
leave a million in front of dеan, i bet he won’t touch it
loyalty is real, my n*gga nеver want for nothin’
bought over twenty n*ggas from my hood a kit
ran up twenty million, then i went legit
rest in peace easel even though he went against the grain
got love for hood, glenn, darwin, and wayne
sean, louie, royce, mark, and dame
this seminary sh*t run through my veins
matter fact, n*gga, free main
i quit school ’cause of recess, i don’t play games
i don’t play madden or 2k
broke*ass n*gga playin’ with 2k
i done lost more money than you ever had
when you cross that line, it ain’t no comin’ back
ain’t nothin’ bigger than the program
i can’t politic with suckers or a program
funktown, murder dub, seminary, sobrante
i done came chameleon, n*gga, i done came candy
i done came burnt orange, i done came brandy
i came through them n*ggas’ hood, i know they can’t stand me
chain weigh a kilo, piece weigh a kilo
free jbay, visa, and rio
free tay tay and bo
bad b*tch work at wild orchid up in reno
rest in peace nip, rest in peace dolph
he went against this fod sh*t and he fell off
this a penthouse, no, this ain’t a loft
b*tch, cut that n*gga off and come f*ck with a boss
when i die, my kids get all this sh*t
out of town, designer shoppin’ at the mall and sh*t
n*gga, don’t call me, you better call your b*tch
n*gga, don’t call me, you better call that b*tch
n*gga, you better call that ho
f*ck you n*ggas callin’ for?
n*gga, i ain’t got nothin’ for you
no lawyer or bail money
cuttin’ every n*gga off that ain’t loyal
if she a solid b*tch, then she get spoiled
n*gga, what that b*tch did for you?
i hope that b*tch really here for you, it’s philthy
[outro]
(funk or die)

- philthy rich lyrics

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