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juelz & bishu - richer than errybody lyrics

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[verse]
one brick, he think he richer than errybody
two bricks, he think he richer than errybody
four bricks, he think he richer than errybody
fresh out, he thinkin’ ’bout robbin’ errybody
fresh out, he thinkin’ ’bout robbin’ errybody
gucci’s a murderer, he got dead bodies
certified, he cook way better than errybody
he traumatized, he done seen too many dead bodies
i ain’t lovin’ ’cause these b+tches f+ckin’ errybody
i drop my top, i do the dance, i’m stuntin’ on errybody

[drop]

[verse]
i bring that dope to birmingham and then call it gucci county
they put some money on my head ‘but they couldn’t make the bounty
i was so f+cking underground, don’t even know how they find me
feel like obama when i move ’cause i keep soldiers ’round me
i’m not in the nba but i be ballin’ on b+tches
gotta carry credit cards, my cash too big for my britches
yeah, i came up out the trenches, i don’t f+ck wit’ no snitches
n+ggas stay trippin’ ’til some of they friends come up missin’

you ain’t never put out on a n+gga, then lil’ n+gga, shut up (b+tch)
i just rocked a sold+out show, i performed for a hour and didn’t put my gun up (let’s go)
if a lil’ n+gga try me and send out a gun down, that n+gga won’t live to see sun up (uh uh)
f+ck your b+tch and i tip her a hundred (yeah, yeah)
i show you how to muhf+ckin’ come up
if you add up my watch and my wrist and my fist, before taxes, i spent a whole hundred (a hundred)
you can go and ask johnny, he love it, every time he see me, he see money
i pulled up bet with my kids and my baby mama, they like, “ooh, he be thuggin'”
no, i’m just a real n+gga with money
i keep one in the head of that b+tch like a bundle
i’m too rich so i just had to switch up my number
[build]
one brick, he think he richer than errybody
two bricks, he think he richer than errybody
four bricks, he think he richer than errybody
fresh out, he thinkin’ ’bout robbin’ errybody
fresh out, he thinkin’ ’bout robbin’ errybody
gucci’s a murderer, he got dead bodies
certified, he cook way better than errybody
he traumatized, he done seen too many dead bodies

[drop]



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