zuno (rapper) - rich niggas lyrics
[intro: zuno]
we want nothing but the rich n+ggas
to the motherf+ckin’ front
if you broke, sit yo ass the f+ck down
baby, this is not for you
[chrous: zuno & taneeka crawford]
where the n+ggas with the coins in the club (big baller)
you n+ggas actin’ like some boys in the club (childish ass)
i need n+gga who just wanna run it up (b+tch nothin’ but the biggest)
n+gga don’t got his own bands to give it up (sit the f+ck down)
where the n+ggas with the coins in the club (big baller)
you n+ggas actin’ like some boys in the club (childish ass)
i need n+gga who just wanna run it up (b+tch nothin’ but the biggest)
n+gga don’t got his own bands to give it up (sit the f+ck down)
[verse one: zuno]
n+gga wanna f+ck wit’ me
well boy, f+ck wit’ my cashapp
i let that n+gga book some time
i’ll leave him havin’ flashbacks
dumb ass n+gga on my line
we callin’ that a bad sack
i spit some gamе up on my n+gga
while my n+gga sat back
look, they call me b+ttеrfingers
how i just be droppin’ n+ggas
i call them bottoms
just the way the i be toppin’ n+ggas
my body perfect, i walkthrough
i’m jaw droppin’ n+gga
i promise you i take that boy
his draws droppin’ n+gga
[chrous: zuno & taneeka crawford]
where the n+ggas with the coins in the club (big baller)
you n+ggas actin’ like some boys in the club (childish ass)
i need n+gga who just wanna run it up (b+tch nothin’ but the biggest)
n+gga don’t got his own bands to give it up (sit the f+ck down)
where the n+ggas with the coins in the club (big baller)
you n+ggas actin’ like some boys in the club (childish ass)
i need n+gga who just wanna run it up (b+tch nothin’ but the biggest)
n+gga don’t got his own bands to give it up (sit the f+ck down)
[verse two: zuno & taneeka crawford]
stop flexxin’ them yo homeboy shoes
i leave a n+gga in depression
b+tch, he sick with the blues
i know some n+ggas
blow yo n+ggas, leave they ass on the news
i like my n+ggas real big like that boy terry crews
you said terry crews
yeah n+gga, she get money like him
got n+ggas hittin’ backstrokes
like they learnin’ to swim
this ain’t a swimmin’ class
but i’ll let a fine n+gga taste the water
if you ain’t throwin’ paper
b+tch, you better spoil me like ya daughter
you gotta crush his candy
but i ain’t talkin’ a phone game
she ain’t from the jungle
but this p+ssy gotta be tamed
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