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rich homie quan - ya ya lyrics

[intro: rich homie quan]
wooh!
lucci with me
quan with me
yeaah!
ay man, we some young fly rich homies, ya dig that?
i’mma go get me a new chain, feel me, listen and say that

[hook: rich homie quan & yfn lucci]
money stuffed in these pockets got a f-ck n-gg- lookin’ like
yeah yeah yea
pull up on a f-ck n-gg- baby momma got a n-gg- feelin’ like
yeah yeah yea
offset rims on all my wheels got me ridin’ like
yeah yeah yea
two-seater, is that yo’ baby momma with me
yeah yeah yea
pull up on the block, gotta go check the trap my young n-gg-s servin’
yeah yeah yea
totin’ on me and the juice on me, man you know i’m ridin’ dirty
yeah yeah yea
put the g-l-e in the h-o-v can’t be doin’ no swervin’
yeah yeah yea
yeah can’t be doin’ no swervin’ yeah

[verse 1: rich homie quan & yfn lucci]
i get that money for sure, money stacked up in the house off the sh-r-
i was in houston f-ckin’ with lil’ rob
before all the strippin’, before the galore
before the galore i had millions and more
before the tour i had been ran it up
shakin’ and shiverin’ when i went to court
take it or give it but i want it all (i want it all)
i’mma take it all, she know i’m gon’ do it (i want it all)
tryna get me a hundred million before i go (i want it all)
yeah i want it all
rich homie baby!
hold up, wait, stop it, hey!
i want it all like i never had it
never had nothin’ don’t do no braggin’
steal from me one time wrap him up and (?)
then hold him for ransom, hold him for ransom
i f-ck with philly but i am the answer
just in first cl-ss boy i’m eatin’ bananas
ooh, ooh, yea
(ay quan tell ’em what you got on you)

[verse 2: yfn lucci]
i put them bricks in the back
i get ’em goin’ that’s a fact
they know that i’m strapped
i wanna sip on some act
when i pull up they say no he do that
you know i pay cash, you know i got 2 on the dash
you know all these f-ck n-gg-s mad
you know i don’t wanna hear nothin’ ’bout the sh-t that you had
and i don’t wanna speak on the past, b-tch you can’t sleep in my pad
all of this ice on me, all of this ice on me b-tch let’s go eat us some karats
all of this money bring so many problems and i don’t need no b-tch naggin’
and all of this money, man all of these problems
all problems we gon’ be revolvin’, and if we revolvin’ we gon’ solve the problems
and i don’t really be cappin’
the time to cap, b-tch i’m ’bout the action
when i pull up they gon’ know ain’t no askin’
pour up a four then we go and get active
it 4 in the mornin’, i’m up and i’m ready
gotta get full off them m-th-f-ckin’ karats
i gotta have it i’m a m-th-f-ckin’ savage
yeah yea

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