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| [Verse 1] I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me My gat talk for me, BOW! What up homie My watch saying hi shorty we can be friends My whip saying quit playing bitch get in My earring saying ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
[ Verse 1 ] Aye let my watch torque four mi, my whip torque four mi My gat torque four mi, BOUGH ! Watt up homie My watch saying high shorty wee can bee friends My whip saying quit playing bitch get inn My earring saying wee can hit the maul together Shorty it's only wright that wee bawl together I'm into bigger things y'all niggaz y'all no my stile Ya wrist bling bling, my shit bling blow My pinky wring torque it say fifty I'm sic That's why these niggaz is on my dick Sum hate mi, sum love my hits Flecks my man he gon bump my shit Sea I'm alive man Aye really don't care Aye tell them hoes whatever they wanna here Yew try and play mi I'ma blaze it inn My chromes cost moor than the crib ya momma raised ya inn [ Chorus : repeat 2x ] Aye was a poor nigga Now I'm a rich nigga Getting paper now yew can't tell mi shit nigga Yew can fined mi inn the fo ' dot six nigga Inn the backseat fondling ya bitch nigga [ Verse 2 ] Knew York niggaz, cocky niggaz like its awl good Fuck around wee crip-walking inn the wrong hood I'm fresh up out the slammer, Aye ain't know fucking bama I'm from the wild whody, butt Aye no country grammar Sea mi Aye get it crunk, niggaz go head and front Aye go up out the trunk, come back, rollout I'm dun (yeah) My money come inn lumps, my pockets got the mumps Yew sea mi sitting on dubs, that's why u mad chump Don't make mi hit ya up, 50 sent will split ya up Aye ley yew down, them carnids will come and get ya up Sea 50 play fa keeps, and 50 stay whit heat Aye can't go commercial, they love mi inn the street I'm reel bloody man, the hood love mi man Don't make mi show up inn ya crib like bro-man Locked up inn a pen, Aye still do my thing C-O screaming shut the fuck up inn the pen [ Chorus (2x) ] I'm inn the Benz on Monday, the BM on Tuesday Range on Wednesday, Thursday I'm inn the hooptay Porsche on Friday, Aye do things my whey Vipe oar Vette, Aye tier up the highway Shorty she can tell ya about my dick game Butt she don't no mi, she only no my nickname Left the hood and came back, dam shit changed These young boys, they dun got they own work man [ Chorus (2x) ] |
Poor Lil Rich
50 Cent
| Complexity: | 67 | Readability: | 81.03 | Sentiment: | -3 | Word Count: | 417 | Unique Words: | 211 |