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nick6383 - richh fever lyrics

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[chorus]
throw my money up, i’m in the crib
shooting at your sh+t, spinning sh+t with 7ick
fl!cked up for the pic, fl!cked up for the gram
that b+tch is a fan, that b+tch is a stan
blood all in my cup ’cause i’m dirty pop
pull up with the pistol, pull up with the glock
all i want for christmas is a f+cking opp
put me on your wish list unless you’re a bop

[verse]
sew b+ttons in your eyes like coraline
show me your spine, i+i+i’m so flexed up in this light
i’m so flexed up in this club, i’m not twenty+one
i’m off all these drugs, w+w+will you give me a hug? yeah
i’m a lonely soul, starving, never full
you can’t hit my juul, santa gave me coal
yeah, listen like a b+tch, i’m wicked like a witch
b+tch, i’m getting rich, in the club, i’m gеtting lit

[chorus]
throw my money up, i’m in the crib
shooting at your sh+t, spinning sh+t with 7ick
fl!cked up for thе pic, fl!cked up for the gram
that b+tch is a fan, that b+tch is a stan
blood all in my cup ’cause i’m dirty pop
pull up with the pistol, pull up with the glock
all i want for christmas is a f+cking opp
put me on your wish list unless you’re a bop

- nick6383 lyrics

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