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rico love - hunnid thousand lyrics

[intro:]
if a n-gg- aint home,
don’t start on that, n-gg-
start on his b-tch (start on his b-tch)
she the one to screw up with him,
tell him he ain’t sh-t, yeah!

i’mma spend a hundred thousand dollars on my b-tch tonight
when you see me balling it’s like kryptonite
and you ain’t even superman,
you ain’t even clark, n-gg-
pop up on my sh-t and leave ’em running out, n-gg-
pop, n-gg-!
bet they leave my sh-t there
bet they leave my sh-t there
real, n-gg- and i’m rich,
man, that sh-t real!
phantom him looking like a winner, begger!
all my neighbors’ think i’m selling ya-yo
all these n-gg-s, they’re with me on a payroll
my junior been a millionaire since the day 0
i might be singing to your b-tch, but i aint soft, dwag
if you see my pimping, you’ll think it’s…
cause everything bigger than a ragged low
don’t scream my name just call me on the cellular.

hook:
i’mma spend a hundred thousand dollars on my b-tch tonight
i’mma spend a hundred thousand dollars on my b-tch tonight
most these n-gg-s are only mad at me cause they’re broke
but they if they knew like i knew, they’ll be right here getting dope
so i’mma spend a hundred thousand dollars on my b-tch tonight
(turn the lights on!)

a hundred thousand dollars on your b-tch tonight
turn a broke b-tch rich tonight
and its you who blows my whistles live tonight
a new form, baby, it’s the life!
got money and matches, n-gg-
put your b-tch through…
used to swerve that …
i was with the plug, i was getting doubt with it
dope boy; pull up in a lamborghini convoy
even my b-tch be balling on ’em like a tom boy.
smelling like a fresh out the bank…
real talk, just to get a n-gg- and his brown
you ain’t even relevant, calm down!
came from the ghetto, so much of despair
putting super-models in that…

imma spend a hundred dollar on my b-tch tonight
she’s the same one and made me…
baby here’s some maserati, show it to your folks!
tell them i got it off the c-ke!
ironically, i’m popping too, so the money flow
god, i love this taste, but we ain’t never tripping, no!
f-cking making mad, getting paper,
it’s your birthday cake, different flavors
they stay important,
you are rich by yourself, you ain’t need no fakers
first thing when you gotta owe
you will need your everything to get the dope, you already snow
wrote the code, brazil will blow
see the goodie glow on the road to success cashing like toughs!
ain’t no easy pathways, substance is the life we chose …

- rico love lyrics

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