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rich homie quan - you not lyrics

[intro]
you not, you not, you not
i said you not that n-gga i thought you was
i said you not, you not, you not, you not, you not

[hook]
i said you not that n-gga i thought you was
you the type of n-gga who be flexing for the hoes
i thought you had it, you not that n-gga i thought you was
you not, you not, you not, you not, you not
that n-gga i thought you was, i thought you was the plug
but you not that n-gga i thought you was
i said you not, you not, you not, you not, you not
that n-gga i thought you was
i said you tryna flex for these hoes, but you not that n-gga i thought you was
i said you not, you not, you not

[verse 1]
you not that n-gga who got it
you not that n-gga who riding
you the type of n-gga who be with that soft sh-t
you not that n-gga who silent
all my n-ggas we violent, and all my n-ggas they riding
and what they better do in that interrogation room is be quiet
i thought you were the man round here
i got a glock c-cked, got you moving like hopscotch
it’s like i’m making a n-gga dance round here
young n-gga faking with the mcm bags round here
i bet it do the same motherf-cking bull, bags ain’t got no bands in them
maybe put my mans on him
that n-gga got f-cked up and i ain’t even have to lay a hand on him
a real k!ller never tell, so i don’t even know what they saying over there
you not that n-gga i thought you was
i seen you in your partner’s car, i thought was yours
who you fooling homie
tool on me, f-ck you homie
abc channel 2 homie
i done f-cked around and made the news on you
had to change shoes, waste food on em
this flashy sh-t ain’t nothing new homie
i been me, you ain’t you homie
and you ain’t no thug, plus you ain’t that n-gga i thought you was

[hook]

[verse 2]
you ain’t never been around no dope
i’m in the hood every day, you can ask my cousin loot
or ask my homie bone, still in paradise, he tryna get it gone
shawty gretchen at the home, you know i got it on me
talking bout the 40 n-gga, and i bust that motherf-cker at your -ss
cause i don’t know you n-gga, and i ain’t trying to
these hoes you be lying to
and you can first cl-ss me everywhere i’m flying to
my feet up, telling evan cut the beat up
spent 30 thousand on sneakers, who’s style i took n-gga, speak up!

[hook]

- rich homie quan lyrics

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