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There's three types of niggers in life That's right Niggers that make it happen Niggers that watch it happen And niggers that don't even know what the fuck is going on Choose one I got all these bad bitches twerkin Waves on swim, shit surfin I don't wanna y'all niggers 'round me Broke niggers make me nervous There's three types of niggers in life That's right Niggers that make it happen Niggers that watch it happen And niggers that don't even know what the fuck is going on Choose one I got all these bad bitches twerkin Waves on swim, shit surfin I don't wanna y'all niggers 'round me Broke niggers make me nervous She said she want that paper Pop pussy like she workin' Damn, a nigger finally famous SongtexteRari by the I'm swervin Fuck rap I might sell swag She want me cause she know i got that Chanel tag She fuck me and she gone get that Chanel swag Her boyfriend like where you get that Chanel bag 55 hundo, pop green, and I ball like Rondo Catch me, North-South, with a dime ho Turnt up, but I'm like keep calm ho I go, make a million here, million there All of my niggers, we really in here Got a bad bitch and she straight from the hood But she look like a foreign, brazilian hair And I'm grabbin her remi I bust like a semi yo bitch I get your girl pregnant You hatin' all on me, you sick I ride in my hood in a Bently like it's a Crown Vic These bitches is choosin you niggers is losin We rich whatchu expect? Wanna fuck with a dope dealer? Or keep fuckin' them broke niggers? And I don't fuck with you ho niggers Rollie yellow like Homer Simpson that's dope, nigger I got all these dope dealers serving Cut the work up, they surgeons I don't want y'all bitches 'round me Whack bitches make me curve'em Imported rug that's Persian One wheel up and we swervin Wetter than a lake that's Ricki Pop pussy like she Nicki She want me cause she see me in that Aventador Pull up on the curb so crazy I done bent the door Bad bitch wanna borrow it, I lent it to her Make her bust that pussy up in Singapore 30 million though Forbes list Out in Philly in a condo, boss shit Now they call me Young Oprah Harpo In the pool rockin' polo, Marco Millionaires never do leers No, they can't see me, they're never my peers Fruits of my labor, go get me my pears, Cause you're outta your element I am your fear So go get off my testicle Pardon my decimal, bitch! Check up my resumé I'm upper echelon rich Them bikes is out and we throwing 'em up like we sick My clothing line is out in them stores and I'm sipping the mix There's three types of niggers in life That's right Niggers that make it happen Niggers that watch it happen And niggers that don't even know what the fuck is going on Choose one DC, Double M Mastermind Say my name and bitch i gotta grant your wish (BOSS!) 50 minions, 30 K You better drop that brick Philly brothers, sometimes they call me ah I pray to God, every day I drop my top Humble man with and the lord me I'm the shit, coming down Broad Street Flamboyant dough boy talkin' Al Capone From Monte Carlo to Los Muchachos On the corner pack my jaws These niggers don't want nothing You wanna fuck with a dope dealer Or keep fucking with broke niggers I sneek a dealer like Ay AY We drink BelAir like Saint Ice There's three types of niggers in life That's right Niggers that make it happen Niggers that watch it happen And niggers that don't even know what the fuck is going on Choose one Aus Songtexte Mania