9 lyrics for "I'd be a rich man"
I put more rings in my fingers Walk in trap with my banger A mansion I don’t got no neighbors Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck I got her white like a Topanga I got that white like Topanga My dick
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Teach you how to be a boss (boss), top dropped off (skrrt) Motherfuck the fame, I done came to the vault (for what) You a little man (little, huh) Your money getting shorter (shorter) My bitch from 'cross the water (bitch) Teach you how to count it
PlayI put more rings in my fingers Walk in trap with my banger A mansion I don’t got no neighbors Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck I got her white like a Topanga I got that white like Topanga My dick
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Sumthin' for nuthin' Foolish bride call me up, beg to scratch her itch Rich old man got the needle, slipped and dropped a stitch Name the time, name the price leave you door unlocked I'll bring a toy guaranteed to put the spring in your shock Gigolo
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The richest man in Babylon There is no guidance in your kingdom Your wicked walk in Babylon There is no wisdom to your freedom Your beggars sleep outside your doorway Your prophets leave to wonder on You fall asleep at night with worry The saddest man in
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La-a-a-a-a-di-da Benz in the driveway, yacht in the water Vegas at the Mandarin, high roller gambling Me and Diddy drippin' diamonds like Marilyn No, I wouldn't be drowning in all your IOU's Every promise you made me would have some real value 'Cause all
PlayLa-a-a-a-a-di-da Benz in the driveway, yacht in the water Vegas at the Mandarin, high roller gambling Me and Diddy drippin' diamonds like Marilyn No, I wouldn't be drowning in all your IOU's Every promise you made me would have some real value 'Cause all
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But I be on some real shit, but I be on some real shit Baby I'm a rich ass nigga, never said I was gon' be easy to deal with it Guwop! Wiz! Taylor Gang, 1-0-1-7 Ridin' around, blowin' so much dope But I'm always handlin' business Way too high don't pick
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Spend my time trying to get along I'd be a rich man Come the day I died And ease my mind Get me ready Cause I'm gonna come back home I'd close my eyes And weep no more If I had a dollar for every time I cried
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