| Goddamb, goddamb
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| So many plans, they fill up a whole house
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| Goddamb, goddamb
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| So many Benjamens, I can’t even count
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| We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever
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| We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever
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| Quavo!
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| Goddamb, goddamb
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| So many bricks, how in the hell I flip this shit
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| Stay on your grind, gotta take your time
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| Before you know it, you’ll be like me, filthy rich
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| Choppers and Uzis, my niggas go foolish
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| If it ain’t bout the money, they lose it
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| My bros cookin dope in jacuzzis
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| Versace, Versace, my doolies
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| Young Quavo, I keep me a roolie
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| I’m culture, my soldier a big dooly
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| He sent me the pack, and I move it
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| That nigga mad, cause his bitch choosin
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| All this damb dope, I feel like Homer
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| You can get fitted, cast Coakacola
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| Young Quavo, I feel like young Sammy Sosa
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| Cause I make the trap house be like a mansion
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| Goddamb, goddamb
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| So many plans, they fill up a whole house
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| Goddamb, goddamb
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| So many Benjamens, I can’t even count
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| We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever
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| We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever
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| Infatuated with the money, I’m on call for the paper call
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| I’m so straight, if I fall and land, on the money
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| Gotta get it on the mission, took down a nigga, we flippin
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| Sellin short bundles out the mansion
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| While my chickins goin out the city
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| Like 33 for the 93
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| Bo jet for the 93rd
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| Nigga call to play, like L Way
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| Work up, check the cup
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| Pull up, forin whip like damb it
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| With a bad bitch, forin, outstanding
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| Hatin ass nigga really can’t stand it
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| They can’t stop it, I do the magic
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| Goddamb, somuch money, need a second hand just to count it
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| Headin to the county, young rich nigga got so many whips and auties
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| Goddamb, goddamb
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| So many plans, they fill up a whole house
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| Goddamb, goddamb
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| So many Benjamens, I can’t even count
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| We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever
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| We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever
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| Takeoff!
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| Where the fuck my guy, goddamb
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| I got a chopper, and it hold a hundred rounds
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| Spendin pounds, I can’t even break m down
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| We got blow from the plugs out of town
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| I get the Yayo from Paydro
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| Or the Ceelo, from Diego
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| A whole boll from Pacardo, not Tony, but a nigga got Yayo
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| Forkland fight to Puerto Rico
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| Came a longway from kickin in doors
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| Young nigga trappin out the bando
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| Young nigga now top floor in the condo
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| I’m whippin that Britney, got so many chickens
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| Trappin Kentucky, sellin so many chickins
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| Stuck on my finger, I ain’t gotta pull the trigger, point it at a nigga,
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| then it hit you
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| No issue, hollo tip, split right through your tissue
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| Young Takeoff, you know I got missiles
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| Got a forin bad bitch, but don’t kiss her
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| But the bricks, I deliver
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| In the public, I drink, hurt my liver
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| You snake, like a lizard
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| Watch dog, nigga, on a wisel
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| Goddamb, goddamb
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| So many plans, they fill up a whole house
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| Goddamb, goddamb
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| So many Benjamens, I can’t even count
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| We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever
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| We rich forever, my nigga, we rich forever |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rich Foreva, artist - Migos. Album song Rich Shooters, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп