let me down I would be a rich boy But if I can't get your loving, I will hit the town Acting like a rich boy But the truth of it all
[Bow Wow] (Talking) Ah ah Soulja Boy ah man ah man this ya boy Bow Wow right I?m saying man we? We gotta sho these niggas what we got in common Man you
S CRAZY) Like yesterday, I broke a nigga's car (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Now sittin', endless cash (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Bad Boy, got the game in a smash (OH THAT
Richer than the richest More money, bitches Yeah, coming to you live from the city of Houst-Atlanta-Vegas So what do you do, young lady? One hundred
yahoo.com [Talking] Nigga don't act like you don't know who I'm talkin' bout (Fifty-Cent piece drops on table) [Coinciding With 50 Cent's Intro on 'Get Rich
not pronouncing three chains on, I don?t need no bouncers nothing less than a G stack?s in my trousers (Boy) new double-D?s smashed in her blouses fuck
Ah ah Soulja Boy Ah man Ah man this ya boy Bow Wow right I'm saying man we' We gotta sho these niggas what we got in common Man you kno We two young niggas
pissed with a whip with a Marseburg With a pistol grip and fed pit bull shit Sniff glue sticks like I give two shits If I get too rich I just get sued
Mase Aiyyo aiyyo, Fox Boogie Brown, is down wit' us My nigga Meth-Tical, is down wit' us Yo, Thuggish Ruggish Flesh, is down wit' us, yo Yo, my homie Richie Rich
m gettin' head from the Mexican dime bitches Them niggas mad 'cause they riches ain't like my riches Ayyo I'm Murphy Lee the school boy a civilized jew boy
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
in his gullet And the first lost lad to go Under the sod And he stole from the rich and the poor And the not-very-rich and the very poor And he stole
lookin for a man hoe you know I can't be it, (can't be it) I needa real live bitch, To get out on that block until her daddy get rich Now come and let
For real? Can I get a juice, Lord? Yeah, yeah, yeah, squad niggas, boy, for real Uh, huh, for real, man, word, open the door, man Hustle flow shit, yeah
than just songs pressed up your vinyl Being rich is a poor man's dream, and we all wanna shine But we all can't green, knahImean? Being rich is a poor
than hard The life that'll glamor and glitz, best believe On the flip side nigga, it's them hammers and clips Wanna live in high fashion and rich, so
guitar And I smashed it against the wall I smashed it against the floor I smashed it against the body of a varsity cheerleader Smashed it against the
