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reeves junya - rich lyrics

[chorus: reese gardner, x2]
i got bricks
bricks on top of bricks
these diamonds on my wrist
i love to whip
yea, i love to whip my foreign through the 6
you know a n-gg- ’bout whatever, whatever gon’ get me rich
you know a n-gg- ’bout whatever, whatever gon’ get me rich

[verse 1: reese gardner]
i don’t do that beef sh-t
nah, if it ain’t bout my money
young n-gg- love them 20s
young n-gg- count them 100s
f-ck n-gg- k!lled my cousin
why these n-gg-s love to hate
i’m dependent on my faith
that i pull up in the wraith
throw that profit in the safe
young n-gg- turnt up
no i don’t need no chase
i’ma sip a n-gg- straight
i might hit up moa
i might catch another bag
yea young n-gg- countin’ cash
young n-gg- ’bout to spaz

[bridge x2]
i said i just want to party
your b-tch, she just want to party
all my n-gg-s want to party
everybody want to party

[verse 2: reeves junya]
i can’t so no free sh-t, so
i’m gon’ need my money
rollin’ blunts up wit’ my bloodies
feel like tim mcgraw
i’m known throughout the country
she dont know nothin’ ’bout me
she just know she want me
‘cus she know of me
i ain’t talkin’ angelina or morgan freeman
brodies they don’t want it
walter payton run that back
put minnesota on the map
n-gg-s still stuck on rap
wait until i drop this app
when it cost this much
it don’t even gotta match
i ain’t playin tennis or got big ol’ t-tties when i say i keep the racks
all this weed and i ain’t tryna match
i been gettin’ to the ends
f-ckin’ on my b-tch friends
now these hoes mad
‘cus i got

- reeves junya lyrics

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