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- Rich Homie Quan Gamble 歌詞
- Rich Homie Quan
- I been knew
Life was a gamble man you know I'm sayin'
We all take a risk everyday
Hehuuh
But I ain't trippin
I just gotta do this
The other day other day
Hit da curb do yo number
Pick up money pick up money
Jumped off mama porch
And hit the ground running
Trap spot do that percs
Sell that moll smoke that reefer huh
Momma told me she ain't like me
Hanging with them people
Made a 40 put in 20 made it flip again
20 bands from the bank 200 benjamin's
200 bands for some bands
Boy you better call me
Uhaul van in the mall me
And what ya call it
Money on the phone
Money callin' yeah I talk to it
Need a new safe
'Cause the money got a wall full
I just spent a day in the bay
It was all good
Back end count it up by myself
Before I walk thru it
All about my business
And my pockets nun' but white folks
Money can't buy love 'cause this *****
Ain't even my type doe
Turn up at the day party
And kill 'em at the night show
Real ***** reunion I ****
Wit 'em so I might go
Rapping easy I can do it
Arm tied eyes closed
When robbing was a job
I would do that **** from 9 to 4
My partner drove from holly grove
To here to get them xan's
And I rebulk every number
With that money in my hand
The other day other day
Hit da curb do yo number
Pick up money pick up money
Jumped off mama porch
And hit the ground running
Trap spot do that percs
Sell that moll smoke that reefer huh
Momma told me she ain't like me
Hanging with them people
Made a 40 put in 20 made it flip again
20 bands from the bank 200 benjamin's
200 bands for some bands
Boy you better call me
Uhaul van in the mall me
And what ya call it
I just went to court
And the judge let me walk for it
God put my blessing in the hood
I had to walk for it
I can end a conversation
Quick like a off button
Money come up every other hour
Yeah I talk numbers
Lil homie in the cut finger
Itching ready to off some
If you ain't talk money over 100's
It ain't bout nun'
Partner did 10 and he already wanna rob some
Count that backend by myself
And naw we ain't lost nun'
For me they clear the room make some space
For when the boss come
Canary yellow diamond
Got these *****s acting cautious
He scary and he lying
I can tell by how he talkin'
VVS's and they shining
I got my number and I'm bout da
The other day other day
Hit da curb do yo number
Pick up money pick up money
Jumped off mama porch
And hit the ground running
Trap spot do that percs
Sell that moll smoke that reefer huh
Momma told me she ain't like me
Hanging with them people
Made a 40 put in 20 made it flip again
20 bands from the bank 200 benjamin's
200 bands for some bands
Boy you better call me
Uhaul van in the mall me
And what ya call it
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