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rich gang – we been on lyrics

[hook one: r. kelly + birdman]
it ain’t nothin but cigars, audemars
got too many foreigns, you need a p-ssport to walk in my garage
it ain’t nothin’, n-gg- {uh-huh}, ain’t nothin’, n-gg- {uh-huh}
take a lifetime to spend money this long – n-gg-, we been on
(uh, n-gg-, we been on; we done came up)
(from them red cups to them gold bottles, livin’ on islands, caked up, uh)
it ain’t nothin’, n-gg- {uh-huh}, ain’t nothin’, n-gg- {uh-huh}
(stuntin’ on n-gg-s and taking their broads)

[hook two: r. kelly]
okay, you know that we be in the club all night (all night) – throwin’ up this money
got my n-gg-s to my right (my right) – throwin’ up this money
yeah these b-tches know what i like (i like) – all about my money
gotta get this money; you talking ’bout n-gg-? we been on, yeah
n-gg-, we been on, yeah
n-gg-, we been on, yeah
we been on, yeah

[r. kelly]
okay, i’m getting high in this b-tch, i’m o-mas in this b-tch
i’m taking shots in this b-tch, call that o-net in this b-tch
i got my red cup in this b-tch, yeah i’m turnt up in this b-tch
i say “f-ck your dress code” i got my j’s on in this b-tch
i’m ballin’ hard in this b-tch, i brought my a game to this b-tch
and i would take your girl but i got the baddest chicks in this b-tch
and i got her up all night f-ckin’ her to my love songs
she know she know all my love songs, smoke some

[hook one] + [hook two]

[birdman]
yeah, n-o… best out’chea, n-gg-
flamed up in this b-tch, turnt up in this b-tch
gt gold bottles, make it rain up in this b-tch
rich gang up in this b-tch, them thangs up in this b-tch
five star, high life, she get a flight straight to some d-ck
that tall model is my b-tch, g5 for long trips
nicki minaj, paris hilton like five up in this b-tch
ap a new whip, jets moving them bricks
show n-gg-s how to flip hundreds, italien on my sh-t

[hook one] + [hook two]

[lil wayne]
uhh, i can’t f-ck with broke hoes, t-shirt wide as yayo
i pay these hoes no mind and your ho on my payroll
i say f-ck n-gg- don’t say nothin, f-ck n-gg- don’t say nada
all these n-gg-s full of sh-t i just thank god they ain’t pinatas
b-tch, i’m too high in this b-tch, i’m on shrooms in this b-tch
got a question for molly, do you remember our first kiss?
b-tch, it’s tunechi up in this b-tch a.k.a two rubbers
ain’t turning down for nothin, it’s nothin

[hook one] + [hook two]

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