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c.m.l. – rich before i met her lyrics

[chorus]
this little bitty b+tch think she sl!ck, but i peep her
i was rich before i met this b+tch, so i don’t need her
i’m exposing hoes on jj’s soul, that b+tch a eater
she smoke dope, but she don’t think i know that she a tweaker
i’m god around this b+tch, and hoe i know you f+ck with peasants
bought my b+tch a bentley, but she left before she got her present

[verse]
this little bitty b+tch think she sl!ck, but i peep her
i was rich before i met this b+tch, so i don’t need her
i’m exposing hoes on jj’s soul, that b+tch a eater
she smoke dope, but she don’t think i know that she a tweaker
she don’t get no money, acting funny, you can keep her
birdbrain having ass b+tch, you a geezer
she like to get her p+ssy ate, i guess i’ll never please her
pull up in the function with more ice on than a freezer
i got more than all these boys, ’cause most these n+ggas cheaper
she’ll never let you f+ck again, ’cause i be deeper
it’s hot up on my block, but i still ride around with heaters
lizk was with the sh+t, they struck him out like derek jeter
you’ll never see your b+tch again if i meet her
take her to the top with me ’cause you a bottom feeder
ima make a million dollars with her if i see her
ima lace that hoe from a to z ’cause i’m her teacher
i got ocd b+tch, can’t you see my sh+t is neater?
all my b+tches be together, no i’m not a cheater
she hungry for a king size d+ck, so ima feed her
she come up in my home, say something wrong, i bet i leave her
she can’t see that i’m a millionaire, ’cause she a sleeper
i was hugging on your b+tch hips like a beeper
catch her on the blade, ima sweat her, ima bleed her
all my 20 hoes do what i say, ’cause i’m the leader
ain’t nothing nice about my pimping, go and hear me sweeter
they throw bands at me, ’cause i be open like a wide receiver
ima break that b+tch in half, if i was you, i wouldn’t be her
bend her over, stroke her, poke her, that’s the way you lavish d her
i’m the n+gga in my city, can’t you see that i’m the one?
i’m in love with running circles ’round these n+ggas, ’cause it’s fun
b+tch i’m worth a couple million dollars, money by the ton
she ask me “what’s that in the closet?” b+tch that’s draco with a drum
all my hoes they understand me, i can’t f+ck with you, you dumb
b+tch you talking like you crazy to the hank, you must be young
b+tches pay to eat my cum, they say it’s sweeter than a plum
million dollars, all blues, i’ll k!ll myself you see some ones
keep these n+ggas out your business, they be hating, they be mad
she don’t answer to her father, she know lavish d her dad
this $280,000, i need you to stuff this in your bag
if you come a penny short, on 30 g hoe, that’s your ass
so much money in this glad, they think i’m taking out the trash
we was masked up, f+ck corona, try to rob me, that’s your ass
pressure gang applying pressure, making n+ggas crack like glass
all this water in my chain, these hoes amazed like it’s gon’ splash
if my name be ringing bells, why you think they talk about me b+tch?
crashed the first day i spent 60 on that audi
i be all across the country, i ain’t running from n0body
b+tch i’m heavyweight hank, cml, lav gotti
i can pull up in the trenches with my b+tches, it’s my section
i knew that i’d be richer than these n+ggas, ’cause i’m destined
i’m god around this b+tch, and hoe i know you f+ck with peasants
bought my b+tch a bentley, but she left before she got her present
if i knock this b+tch i’m on the phone with, boy we checking
crossing states up in this wraith, you know we to the necklace
take her out that sh+t, and spend a 100 on her necklace
all i wanna do is see her shine, you get the message
[chorus]
this little bitty b+tch think she sl!ck, but i peep her
i was rich before i met this b+tch, so i don’t need her
i’m exposing hoes on jj’s soul, that b+tch a eater
she smoke dope, but she don’t think i know that she a tweaker
i’m god around this b+tch, and hoe i know you f+ck with peasants
bought my b+tch a bentley, but she left before she got her present
i’m god around this b+tch, and hoe i know you f+ck with peasants
bought my b+tch a bentley, but she left before she got her present

- c m l lyrics

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