my lambo do bout 280 I sellin heard you tellin thought you killin while you stealin Thought you dealin while you chillin you ain't ballin with a million God made me super rich
Intro: Mase Yo yo, this Mase, youknowhatI'msayin? You got niggaz that don't like me for whatever reason You got niggaz that don't wanna see me rich You
nigga next door up out of here Nigga be snorin all night I can't sleep (hehe) Call that big butt nurse with the long hair to come suck my dick (Bad Boy
't leave On the road to riches and diamond rings 'Cause real niggaz do real things Hanging wit' the niggaz is the song I sing Real niggaz do real things On the road to riches
million dolla car straight hood nigga feelin like a fuckin star Drank cognac smellin like the fuckin bar from the looks of the watch he must be sellin boy
a model Bitch, I'm a model, called a photographer Dressed like I'm going to a photo shoot, partner Bitch, I'm a model, millionaire posture Jewelry cost me over one million
a bitch I really disc jockeys at home jockin' my disc I'm gon' pretend y'all ain't heard that shit School boy 5'9 receive the hairlines and halfway rich
, niggaz ain't stoppin' me And we can't lose 'cuz Puff set us up properly Just won't settle for lesser, who wanna test us We be in the 5 with the goose
everyday, and I still can't read I count money like a champ, now ask me Why everyday does the task force jack me The story's been told one million times About a boy
me up in that mutha fucka kick it, (wit who?) Dave Perity an Jean Claude Van Damme, Yuk, you ain't tryin to see me boy, (boy) yo nigga Numskull be
Mane) Gotti here go twelve bars Gucci mane got 9 cars We dont call em dimes no more 09' we call em 5 stars I'm a 5 star nigga, dats a 5 star clique Dats
is tha nigga named Tru and I got that boy Key-C in here and that boy Poyo and these hoes ear and we comin through wit that boy Flig-ati Flea comin out
green that I can?t open up my eyelids Wake up in London, go to sleep on Atlanta time Still my paint got more candy then your Valentine For 5 mill I
this the finals, Cause I can have your ass finalized HUH We 25 million up nigga, Double M G the untouchable Fuck boy, Fuck boy, Fuck boy Still a fuck boy
Intro: Mase Yo yo this Mase youknowhatI'msayin? You got niggaz that don't like me for whatever reason You got niggaz that don't wanna see me rich
stayed together Through the rich and the broke times Through stormy weather And hey, now we look back like Don?t you remember when you couldn?t afford that boy
best, they kept sleepin on him Cause he's a white boy, he kept ghostbeatin for 'em Dropped "Lean Back," then that shit hit and guess what? I made the nigga rich
[Verse 1: Juan Gotti] Razaville Texas Houston to McAllen Deep in San Anto, screw Rich y Valles Rollin' throught Dallas, Boritos, and Corpus Odessa, Laredo
