rich boy - break the pot lyrics
[intro]
yeah! leh go!
throw a hundred on the fifty try and break the pot
need a bank straight to the top
throw a hundred on the fifty try and break the pot
[verse 1]
n-gga, have you ever spend a hundred fifty thou cash on the court case
walk up out that b-tch, grab your nuts and turn back towards the base
big wheels with that monster knock, box chevrolet with the big block
when i pull up on the spot, b-tch wipe me down when i’m hoping out
and i’m tired of this and i’m tired of that
one thing for certain, my pockets fat
i love the cheese but i hate the rats
they talking sh-t but don’t know the facts
now pour me up that purple stuff, mix me up a whole nother deuce
i love the money and the b-tches too
now drop it for me baby what it do, uhh
[hook]
rich boy, yeah
throw a hundred on the fifty try and break the pot, pot
peter pan straight to the top
throw a hundred on the fifty try and break the pot, yeah
throw a hundred on the fifty try and break the pot, yeah
break break break the pot
throw a hundred on the fifty try and break the pot
[verse 2]
my b-tch sore, that p-ssy holding
then bust it open on stripper poles
i put rubber bands on my bankrolls
my ice so cold, north pole froze
my diamonds signed and my hoes fine
this smoke time and i’m rolling mine
don’t ask for sh-t, so i gotta grind
this life we live, we don’t wait in line
peter pan, break the pot, rip it off and n-gga make a lot
you’re talking like you were in block
but you copped out and told the cop
can’t copy me i’m too many styles
she tipsy and i acting better wise
she suck a d-ck and making freaky sounds
hey p-ssy n-gga, how you like me now?
[hook]
[verse 3]
n-ggas notice how my hoes kiss
and get so high when i smoke this
ballin’ hard on my court, b-tch
ballin’ hard with that jordan wrist
my pearl paint can you looking p-ssed
i’m shootin this, i bet you miss
prosecutors can’t make it stick
my part of them keep switchin l!ck
pimps like me with the game ain’t fold
sick n-gga hoes in one condo
smoke and blow, roll up one more
they burn up till my eyes turn low
drop my top with the car remote
pull out slow, that’s all she wrote
go deep throat i’mma d-ck no choke
and do this sh-t like it’s all you know
[hook]
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