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sly desilva – filthy rich lyrics

[verse 1]
stacks on stacks, i’m making racks on racks
from crack to cr-ps to apps to government contracts
from the trap to the office, can’t stop it
i never make a deal ‘less there’s kickbacks off it
i’m kicked back on beach in dominican
cinnamon women i’m feeling ’cause i’m making them dividends
i’m filling ’em like my bank accounts
never taking no spouse
s-xy latin maids walking all up in my beach house
with they tits out, i’m f-cking when i want to
like i do to my secretary in the boardroom
she take it all and don’t choke, even though
i’m the f-cking reason why her sh-tty little country’s still broke
woah, that’s a metaphor – or is it?
i can’t lie, i prefer my girls with the pigment
thick latin b-tch with some nice tits
bringing me a joint then she offering to light it
she rolled it on the queen’s face
thousand dollar bill from the 1980’s
lighting up the cash then i puff-puff-p-ss
only way i spread the wealth is when that motherf-cker’s ’bout to turn to ash
sh-t, i’m f-cking filthy rich

[hook]
“bay street, robbing all your savings”
“crime pays, motherf-cker, crime pays”
f-cking filthy rich

[verse 2]
i’m such a f-cking rich b-st-rd
that i bought up all the masters
to biggie’s discography, upped the volume of diddy
now you never hear biggie, just the ad-libs
i love that dirty money
it feels good when i know i had to get my hands bl–dy
launder money like i launder clothes, with gain
capital for the funds, detergent for the stains
and i get away clean like fresh clothes, no bounty
no witnesses, no evidence around me
blood diamonds on my neck, blood money signs my cheques
so much blood i could piru represent
not bompton, but bay street
but i been bicking back making all them billings
stacked to the ceiling, profits of a villain
made it to the top and never once stopped stealing
i’m on top of my game, i’m on top of the world
i’m on top of my money so i got money to burn
i could get michael williams, sonja sohn and a camera running
make a wire themed p-rn, call it “omar c-mming”
i got so much cash i started my own super pac
bought off half the american government
and i ain’t even a resident, just a b visa registrant
call me lee harvey oswald the way i’m making dead presidents
sh-t, i’m f-cking filthy rich

[hook]
“bay street, robbing all your savings”
“crime pays, motherf-cker, crime pays”
f-cking filthy rich

[verse 3]
i’m rocking big gold chains and a big gold watch
with some big gold rims ’cause i stunt on hip-hop
i got sick of my lambo so i got me a six-four
a stretch hummer, ’54 ‘lac and a benzo
rolling down the street blasting ‘kast and nasty
while i’m plotting how to rob public housing funding
planned parenthood cuts while i’m listening to pac
brenda’s got a baby now and she’s stuck on the block
i got cops waving at me while i’m pumping up the cube
i wave back ’cause i got love for the boys in blue
kendrick in my speakers and i’m glad to be white
funding the war on drugs while i’m b-mping k!ller mike
flying through the ‘hood in a motherf-cking helicopter
drop a hundred grand in cash
kick back and watch a man, woman, child run and go inside to get the yoppers
turn the gangster rap up while they k!ll each other
murder c, bun b, master p b-mping
rich as f-ck, rapping straight outta compton
keep the money out the ‘hood to keep ’em all in enslavement
then i use the f-cking poor for my entertainment
sh-t, i’m f-cking filthy rich

[hook]
“bay street, robbing all your savings”
“crime pays, motherf-cker, crime pays”
f-cking filthy rich

[verse 4]
sh-t, i’m f-cking filthy rich and i’m finna f-ck your b-tch
flash a stack, seeing that, she be on her knees quick
it seems that it’s my p-n-s that she’s pleased with
truffle b-tter on my b-lls, caviar on my d-ck

- sly desilva lyrics

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