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(I-I-ISM) Rich talk, stick talk, bad bitch got a rich walk (Woo, yeah) Rich walk, huh, she got a rich walk (Yeah) Come for me, you can jog They be stall, I'm a boss Suck my dawgs, let 'em ball (Yeah) On my page, you 'll be strong (Huh) Rich talk Pushin' this torque Whippin' the ride a [?] (Aye) Crib look like a resort (Aye) That wasn't always the story Daddy was doin' [?] and playin' down to fourth Barely was makin' the Ms and swinging in the Benz Jumpin' off the border deport This shit is sport Light up the front, it was bombs away Looking at the Rollie, it's time to play You still be bussin' from 9 to 5, now I could wake up any time of the day Aye, got so much money on mind Just with the sleeper woke up in a vault (Uh) Got 'em, new Louboutins Now money fall everywhere where lil baby walk Letras de cancionesRich talk, stick talk, bad bitch got a rich walk (Woo, yeah) Rich walk, huh, she got a rich walk (Yeah) Come for me, you can jog They be stall, I'm a boss Suck my dawgs, let 'em ball (Yeah) On my page, you 'll be strong (Huh) Rich talk My cup, I put mud in there Duckin' the shade with a Louis V bucket hat Niggas be lame and say we don't fuck with that Only talk paper, you never discussin' that Disgustin' the way I run that fuckin' bag If I say up then you know that we stuck with that Don't try me you fuck 'round and find out your luck is back Hit her from the back, shawty said that she lovin' it Big dog, left her with a limp walk Probably got a pill, talk Probably 'cause I'm him I keep ballin', I don't even need the gym Slam dunk on the Forgiato rims Big house, bitch, I'm living like a sims Kick a bitch out, get the boots, no Timbs Ain't talkin' about big amounts than I don't really hear Rich talk, stick talk, bad bitch got a rich walk (Woo, yeah) Rich walk, she got a rich walk L-L-Look at that shit, I'm in Vegas Who the fuck is you playin' with? VVS on me, stainless 100K for the plane shit Every diamond, I can't let it slide Nigga, I need all of my payments Now we ain't on the same shit Rather rich than be famous (Oh) I rather put all my brothers on (Woo) We got came way to my brother home Long live the homies and another gone Pour out the bitch inside her home Hoppin' in the P1, ballin' like I'm D1 Nigga know the stylin' Never get a free one Money is the topic, you ain't gotta speak none I know what to say when the freaks come Rich talk, stick talk, bad bitch got a rich walk (Woo, yeah) Rich walk, huh, she got a rich walk (Yeah) Come for me, you can jog They be stall, I'm a boss Suck my dawgs, let 'em ball (Yeah) On my page, you 'll be strong (Huh) Rich talk We gettin' straight to the bag Know they gon' hit when they brag All this shit that I never had I ain't even checkin' no tag Let me take care of the [?] From Letras Mania