rich homie quan - numbers lyrics
[intro]
i run up that money again
i’m in buffalo ‘cause i want me some bills
nigga talking shit, but they don’t want it with quan
got 99 bands, so what?
[hook]
hundred thousand dollars in ones, i throw ’em
fifty thousand dollars in fives, i blow ’em
two hundred thousand dollars in tens, i do it
a million dollars in hundreds, i swear i ran through ’em
say my prayers every night ‘cause i know that i sin
gotta keep that shit 100 like my nigga ben
jamie foxx, willie beamen, boy you number ten
i’m in that liquor store, posted like a pack of skins
talk to ’em quan
[verse 1]
if you talking ’bout them m’s, boy i need a dozen
i ain’t know we were related, but i hit my cousin
i ain’t tryin’ to do no datin’, so i skipped the subject
shorty say that she gon’ tell her big brother
i told that lil b-tch, “go and tell your big brother”
leave him stanking with a smell, but i won’t get in trouble
already five m’s, tryin’ to get another
my boy got three times ten for a fucking murder
stay in the pen with my nigga, just like bobby shmurda
she got to doing her business, so i closed the curtains
might fuck that hoe and then pretend i don’t know the person
i spent like nine or like ten on my last purchase
i got pulled over again and i ain’t even servin’
shorty acting like a kid, that’s why [?] nurseries
i’ve been tryin’ to get it in, overtime on first shift
all my kids look just like me, you would think i birthed ’em
they wanna be just like daddy, so it’s me they worship
i got lawyers on my team and i also got nurses
shorty she know she a ten like a fucking percocet
might be in them trees, blended, ’cause them niggas lurkin’
[hook]
hundred thousand dollars in ones, i throw ’em
fifty thousand dollars in fives, i blow ’em
two hundred thousand dollars in tens, i do it
a million dollars in hundreds, i swear i ran through ’em
say my prayers every night ‘cause i know that i sin
gotta keep that shit 100 like my nigga ben
jamie foxx, willie beamen, boy you number ten
i’m in that liquor store, posted like a pack of skins
talk to ’em quan
[verse 2]
2009, swag surfing like you roscoe dash
2009, all chain, boy let’s pocket cash
shoot him up, leave him bleeding like a maxi pad
uncle sam might need my money so i tax his -ss
when i was lil i had a crush on that hoe stacey dash
i am not illuminati, i’m a mason, man
i wear green, they salute me like i’m major payne
if you got caught by the police, yeah, don’t say my name
i done cheated once again, give me a second chance
i shoot up all your spots, i’m the leopard man
got all this gold on my neck like it’s treasure, man
offshore accounts overseas, embezzlement
tryin’ to -ss-ssinate me like j.f. kennedy
pocket fat, rest in peace heavy d
whoa whoa whoa, so so so
go go go hard on these niggas, quan
no no no, never go broke
i love my niggas, i put my house up ‘fore he burn
she don’t talk much like a nun, gotta [?] till my children get it
tell me, what’s fifty plus fifty?
[hook]
hundred thousand dollars in ones, i throw ’em
fifty thousand dollars in fives, i blow ’em
two hundred thousand dollars in tens, i do it
a million dollars in hundreds, i swear i ran through ’em
say my prayers every night ‘cause i know that i sin
gotta keep that shit 100 like my nigga ben
jamie foxx, willie beamen, boy you number ten
i’m in that liquor store, posted like a pack of skins
talk to ’em quan
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