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Get Rich Lyrics - Artist : Bravo The Bagchaser
Okay, the straps on the table, leave the guns out (Leave the guns out)
You better look both ways when you come out (You better look both ways)
Head good, feel like she got more than one mouth, uh
She gon' throw it back with her tongue out
Ayy, I ain't never been mad at a bitch (At a bitch)
I ain't never been sad over a bitch (Over a bitch, nigga)
I'm just tryna get rich
I be off the drugs, off the shits (Huh?)
Bitch, I ain't your bae, I'm your pimp (I'm your pimp)

Ayy, ayy, like this (Like this)
Bitch, I know you pissed I'm the shit (I'm the shit)
The more I get rich, the more stingy with this dick, uh
I got you drunk, goin' stupid off a sip (Goin' stupid off a sip)
Paid in full, hey, you know I'm gettin' money like Mitch, uh
Broke nigga ain't gettin' money like this (Money like this)
Diarrhea on the scene, I be stuntin' like shit (Stuntin' like shit)
Heavy stepper, it's a hundred light clip (Hundred light clip)
Rich nigga, might buy a purse for the right bitch (Ayy, for the right bitch)

Ayy, bitch, I got you drunk and I'm drunk too (Off the Henny-gurb)
She gon' chop cocaine like it's kung fu (She gon' chop it up)
My old bitch tryna call me, I don't want to (Huh? Huh?)
I'm goin' crazy in the pussy, I just popped two Percs (Damn)
Get all my money, then I skrrt (Then I skrrt)
I get right to the fuckin', I don't really like to flirt
Had to block the bitch number, now I really got her hurt (Got her hurt)
Now I really got her hurt (Damn)

Roll a blunt, fuck a bitch right before I go to church (Right before the church)
Water on my neck make a bad bitch thirsty (Make a bad bitch thirsty)
R.I.P. my granny, know she hate when I curse (Hate when I curse)
But these bitches ain't shit, I put a nigga in a hearse (Nigga in a hearse)
Good 'Trón, you can smell it when I burp, uh (Smell it when I burp)
Ho wanna pull it, I'ma put that bitch to work (Put that bitch to work)
Know these bitch ass niggas, bullet holes in they skirts (In they)
When I hit, I'ma hit it where it hurt

Ice water, look at my neck, ice water (Ice, ice)
Niggas sayin' that they hard, but they know that I'm harder (Know I'm harder)
Seen him lacking on the block, so you know that I got him (Huh? Huh?)
Blue tips in this clip, so you know that I knocked him (Know that I knocked him)
After that, celebrate, let's go shopping (Let's go shopping)
I been puttin' in OT, bitch, I'm clocked in (Bitch)
And on the gang, shout out Type 'cause we locked in
Bitch, yeah, we locked in

Ayy (Ayy, ayy)
Bravo bring the stock in (Bravo bring the stock)
Fuck an opp, where the thots? Bring a bop in (Where the motherfuckin' thots?)
Time is money, lil' bitch, bring the guap in (Bring the guap)
I do the dash in my lane, you wanna hop in (You wanna hop)
Okay, leanin' like a totem, where the Wock' then? (Where the Wock'?)
Ayy, ballin' off assist, pass the rock then (Oh, pass the rock)
Ayy, burn a nigga ass with a hot pan (Oh, with a hot pan)
I'm top two and not two out your top ten (Out your)

Ayy, I been rollin' off the molly, trippin' on the Perc' (I been rollin')
I been countin' up fifty while I'm sippin' syrup (My pockets swollen)
Bitch, I feel like Ray J 'cause I hit it first (Huh?)
Niggas tried to do me dirty, but I did 'em worse
Damn, huh, I go dumb (Go dumb)
And R.I.P. my nigga Pacman, you had a good run (Had a good run)
I don't sleep with a pillow, bitch, I sleep with my gun, ayy (With a drum)
Bitch, I sleep with my gun (Damn)

Okay, the straps on the table, leave the guns out (Leave the guns out)
You better look both ways when you come out (You better look both ways)
Head good, feel like she got more than one mouth, uh (Lil' bitch got two)
She gon' throw it back with her tongue out (Motherfuckin' tongue)
Ayy, I ain't never been mad at a bitch (At a bitch)
I ain't never been sad over a bitch (Over a bitch, nigga)
I'm just tryna get rich
I be off the drugs, off the shits (Huh?)
Bitch, I ain't your bae, I'm your pimp (I'm your pimp)

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