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rich boy - chevy a monsta lyrics

[hook: x2]
oh my god da chevy a monsta,
i wanna thank the dope game for being my sponsors,
cocaine white dope boy sneakers,
you wanna learn how to cook this dope i’m a teach ya!
[verse 1: rich boy]
oh my god, the chevy a monsta,
freddy cougar red the paint job will haunt cha’
n-gg-s scared like it’s friday the 13,
ridin in my chevy up on nightmare and elm street.
shidd! seven figures for the neck piece.
you like this? wait until i get my neck piece.
dope boy sneakers, dopeboy features,
you wanna learn how to cook this i can teach ya.
chevy pushin’ 500 horses to beat cha.
p-ssy look like money b-tch i’ll probably eat cha.
sellin crack, show me where the kitchen at,
let me make my money back, n-gg- i’m a tripple dat!
[hook x2]
[verse 2: rich boy]
i killem with da ride like marilyn manson,
trunk beatin’ hard i bet the devil is dancin.
i see ’em glancin’ my pockets lookin’ real chubby,
they came to my momma house lookin’ for the hard,
but i ain’t wanna sell dope please for give me lord.
the crack rocked up, the bricks blocked up.
everythang will be fine unless they stop us,
my uncle mane sayin’ prayers from a prison cell.
20 years cause they caught ’em tryna make a sale.
i give ’em h-ll, n-gg- mother f-ck a hater.
now i’m a say this sh-t again let’s go get this paper.
[hook x2]
[verse 3: att-tude]
trunk full of white on the intersate,
n-gg- i’m eatin’ like these streets is my dinner plate.
and all i need is a spoon,
a pyrex jar and some elbow room.
now i got the hos in the ‘ham,
i ain’t playin bout this paper i’ll put some holes in ya -ss.
look, my weed jumpin out the blunt,
cause the blunt in my car feel like it’s jumpin out the trunk.
blood diamonds in my neck-a-lace .
got the hos lookin possessed, i’m the exorcist.
b-tch say hi to the bad guy.
that’s why all them hos point when i p-ss by.
[hook x2]

- rich boy lyrics

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