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philthy rich - celebrate lyrics

[intro]
funk or die
ayy, it’s philthy, n-gg-
don’t check for me unless you got a check for me
believe that, uh-huh, look

[verse]
big baguettes on that bentley chain and the tombstone got my n-gg- name (feddi)
nah, we ain’t got the same daddy, but we both got the same last name (ayy, free jbay)
’05, when i cut the dreads, i was in the streets, i was misled (oh, i remember)
a hundred dm’s from my old b-tch, she wanna come back, i leave it on read (f-ggot)
upgraded from my last ho, if you ask her, i’m an -sshole (is that right?)
man, them broke n-gg-s’ breath stink, they been talkin’ sh-t out the -sshole (broke n-gg-)
diamond chain got big pointers, i was givin’ my b-tch pointers (i was)
how to bounce out every sucker n-gg- block out and then hit corners (it’s philthy)
these n-gg-s is rap hard, no doghouse in the backyard (uh-uh)
we was sellin’ dog in the front yard, lined up like they had a lunch card (seminary)
pourin’ rose for my dead homies, just got the word that the feds on him (five-oh)
percocets and the meds on me
twist a n-gg- top, got his dreads on me (it’s philthy)
designer on me by mike amiri
never let a broke b-tch come near me (never)
i ain’t even gotta keep it on me
my young n-gg- got a right to carry (my young n-gg-)
prometh’ with the act’ on it
bentley spur with the rap on it (foreign)
my young n-gg- spent racks on it
lot of b-tch -ss, no cap on it (it’s philthy)
i was really off in the field
how it feel to really spend a mil’ (how it feel?)
how it feel to make it back again
and then go and spend another mil’ (chump change)
i still love him like he a brother
when you f-ck a prost-tute, wear a rubber (ayy, do that)
versace logos all on the cover
went and bought a foreign, went and bought another (it’s philthy)
bad b-tch say she love a n-gg- but she know a n-gg- can’t believe that (b-tch)
pull up on ’em like big worm on friday, where my cheese at? (i need that)
gucci on me, no boycott, paperwork say old boy hot (p-ssy)
heard a sucker got knocked down, we gon’ celebrate about a dead opp
it’s philthy

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