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Uh Bankroll Got It Uh I'm finna kill this bitch, let's go It's Rich Youngin, 4X (Blatt) 4X, 4X (Blatt, blatt, blatt) It's 4X, ah, ha (Blatt) Young rich nigga, I bought all my ice (I bought all this shit) And I'm pourin' Wock' on ice (Uh) I'm on their ass like white on rice Fuckin' that bitch, I don't give her advice (Uh, uh) Signed with Baby, shit changed my life My niggas gon' slide, if I'm wrong or I'm right (Uh) And we don't diss and don't type with no opp ass nigga You get hit on sight, let's go (Come here) I'm killing this bitch all night (Uh) I hit her with all my might (Uh) She know I dick her down just right If she eat the dick good I might buy her a flight I might buy her a bag (Uh), if the bitch could go get me a bag She love when I fuck from the back I'm not her father, she callin' me, "Daddy" (Let's go) I let my brother tag in, that bitch booty big, got a wagon (Uh) You know I'm a dog, I'm a drag her SongtexteI ain't cuffin' that nat, I'ma pass her (Uh) I throw me a Perc' back and be higher than NASA (Uh) This ice got me cold like Alaska They know Stunna get sharp than a dagger Ain't finna beef with no rapper, lil' bitch, I'm a bagger Don't pass me no Henny, why not? 'Cause I'm pourin' Wock' on rocks Uh, could've poured this shit on my watch Ayy, look at these pointers around my clock Bitch, I got more hoes than Flavor Flav If that nigga hatin', then he a fuckin' lame (Lame) Badass lil' nigga, I paved the way Used to be broke, now I ball like Damon Wayans (Ball) Young rich nigga, I bought all my ice (Uh) And I'm pourin' Wock' on ice I'm on their ass like white on rice Fuckin' that bitch, I don't give her advice (Thot, thot) Signed with Baby, shit changed my life (On gang) My niggas' gon' slide, if I'm wrong, I'm right And we don't diss and don't type with no opp ass nigga You get hit on sight, let's go (Come here) Hit him with the stick on sight Make a nigga do the moonwalk like Mike Smack a rap nigga like Ike Every time I run into that fuck boy, he be playin' nice Shoot a-shoot a fuck nigga on sight Down a couple pounds, and catch me a flight Truth be told, I'm only here for the night Tryna catch a girl, get a girl, fuck on your wife Truth be told, I'm at war with the opps Leave a nigga cold like some daiquiri And I keep a fully loaded MAC with me And I'm sick of Uncle Sam taxin' me I ain't never broken bread with no thot Ain't no thot even askin' me She got good pussy like a massager Stick it in, she relaxin' me Pulled down for the backend I done got the MAC in, you don't even know I'm packin' Quarterback, throw a pack in Middle man slackin', he in need for a whackin' Rich Youngin', what's brackin'? Twistin' fingers up, we call that stackin' Get caught relaxin' Where I'm from, nigga, we call that lackin' Young rich nigga, I bought all my ice And I'm pourin' Wock' on ice I'm on their ass like white on rice Fuckin' that bitch, I don't give her advice (Thot, thot) Signed with Baby, shit changed my life (On gang) My niggas' gon' slide, if I'm wrong, I'm right And we don't diss and don't type with no opp ass nigga You get hit on sight, let's go (Come here) Aus Songtexte Mania