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rich homie quan - story behind it lyrics

[intro]
rich, home, quan.. hahaaaa. i be laughing at these n-gg-s mane. you feel me?. a lot of n-gg-s think i’m f-cking my check up, mhmm.. but they don’t know the half . mind your business n-gg-, you feel me? there’s a story behind this sh-t
[ verse 1]
money in the attic got some more off in the bas-m-nt. that money be coming fast ain’t no need me to chase it little shawty she got her hand out but i don’t do no favors. i might just bring them bands out no instruments i don’t play them .. brought a new mercedes, cashed out on the payments they mad because i made it i’m bragging in they faces laughing at them haters while standing on the paper saying n-gg- we made it a fan of drizzy drake i’m making that line famous. i still ain’t signed no label a deal n-gg- i’m straight. forever i got that cake my bezzle it got some weight better tell em i ain’t lazy. i’ve travelled around the state i might just buy me a private jet because i don’t f-ck with tsa. i don’t f-ck around with my ex, i just make sure she straight. got this bust down on my wrist and this soirlon on my plate and your girl come take it. i don’t want her she want a baby and she offer me a condom mane that b-tch must think i’m crazy
[interlude]
who the f-ck you take me for?!
who the f-ck you take me foe?!
who the f-ck you take me for ??!
who the f-ck you take me for??
[verse 2]
ran off with it i can’t make no more , fed up with her i can’t take no more,think that she in love with you i take your wh-r-. think she only f-ckin you how i know she got that water .thinking that hoe is loyal i swear that b-tch is not. still taking them orders let bone run the spot .still gripping the fourty got the heat-up i’m hot.still on probation get in trouble automatic fine…. ain’t going back to no jail. they ain’t locking me in no cell, talking bout phone. my partner, in jail with a cellphone. cause he know he ain’t coming home. no time soon. probation ain’t f-ckin with him its already been nine junes. was broke as h-ll when he went in now i got a mansion more like nine rooms .i was hungry i couldn’t buy no food. i was running too fast with un-tied shoes. so i trip and fell and bust my head then i realize that life too short to be playing with these n-gg-s playing with these n-gg-s i’m so tired of playing with these b-tches laying b-tches i ran up my band on these n-gg-s ain’t playing with these n-gg-s . shawty on her knees sucking d-ck like she praying for a n-gg-

money i’ve done seen a couple million and the party don’t start til i walk up in the building and i got soo many cars n-gg- i could be a dealer and i be on that lean i might need a brand new kidney . hey. 235 for that bentley. hey. drop head continental .ohh with that [?] you know we k!ll them. pink slip on every car i cop . pink lips on every b-tch i f-ck . that pink moly got everybody on stuck. i’m from the east side where everybody know of me. everybody and they cousin be hustling and i hate to say it, good luck n-gg-, break a leg. and you don’t even work b-tch at least you can do is make the bed .yellow old school on 24’s call it kobe cause i’m a laker fan.shoot at your hip looking like you doing the stanky leg i got a b-tch another b-tch with friends. i might take a trip to france when i get a chance. in the money room doing the money dance..
[outro]
do the money dance
ayye , ayye, aye. doing the money dance
dance on them quan dance on them quan
dance on them quan dance on them quan
dance on them, dance on them
dance on them quan dance on them quan
dance on them quan dance on em quan

- rich homie quan lyrics

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