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young buck - too rich lyrics

[intro]
everything real life n-gga, roll up maniac
you know, my young n-ggas really get money, really in the streets
we in here really with the check though

[chorus]
i’ve seen so much heroin last night it got me ‘noid, oh lord
ooh, i think my b-tch ’bout to get spoiled
i’ve seen so much cocaine today it got me ‘noid, oh lord
ooh, i think my kids ’bout to be spoiled
i done got rich too quick, shorty done ran me up a check
i done got rich too quick, shorty done ran me up a check
i done bought all new sh-t, switched up all of my whips
i done bought a hundred more sticks, all of this money to go and get, i’m rollin’

[verse 1]
count it out, these n-ggas hated on me but i’m bossed up
i’m right here with the gang members
got four foreigns getting washed up
you got to watch the n-ggas hang with you
you done seen n-ggas trying to cross buck
i done bought another rollie though
vvs’d all my cross up
lord, they done p-ssed off buck
do your thang, go and get off buck
them crackers had you locked up in chains
for a minute we thought we lost buck
i’ve been right here by them bands, b-tch
should’ve never took me for granted
later we gon’ handle it but them green things just landed

[chrous]
i’ve seen so many pounds of kush it got me ‘noid, oh lord
ooh, we ’bout to roll it up and blow it
i made so much money today, i thank the lord, oh lord
ooh, get what you want, i’m paying for it
i done got rich too quick, shorty done ran me up a check
i done got rich too quick, shorty done ran me up a check
i done bought all new sh-t, switched up all of my whips
i done bought a hundred more sticks, all of this money to go and get, i’m rollin’

[verse 2]
cutthroat, cutthroat, call me anything but broke
i’ve been laid back in a maybach, staying way back from my truck load
n-gga weighing up the money
gotta bring all my change back though
i’m not playing with the money
i plan on staying with the money
you never had your hand on a hundred
had no idea when it’s coming
gotta drop everything you doing right then so i don’t plan on nothing
i lock in, run that check up all week and pop xans on sundays
pour a four in a faygo and start listing all my baby mamas
f-ck that, comma after comma
now i’ve got pounds of marijuana
she don’t want me then i don’t bother
run up a check and we don’t argue
go ‘head, ball on them young n-gga
time for you to get out that georgia
gotta run it up right now ’cause we ain’t promised tomorrow

[chrous]
i’ve seen so many pints today it got me ‘noid, oh lord
ooh, i’m ’bout to pop a seal and pour it
i took so many percocets it got me ‘noid, oh lord
ooh, there’s nothing that i can’t afford
i done got rich too quick, shorty done ran me up a check
i done got rich too quick, shorty done ran me up a check
i done bought all new sh-t, switched up all of my whips
i done bought a hundred more sticks, all of this money to go and get, i’m rollin’

- young buck lyrics

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