| Yeah, bigger than life, YMCMB
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| Flashy life, yeah — BLAAAT~!
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| Red everything, red Bentley
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| Chop a nigga down and tell his momma red sent me
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| Rag in my pocket, what color is that motherfucker?
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| Same color as your insides motherfucker
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| You know we bang money, bang bang bang money
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| Holla at you soo woo, that’s the new slang dummy
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| And when we hit the club we come in with them trash bags
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| For the money motherfucker, Wall Street cash
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| Red Jag, hop in with my red flag
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| Pretty red bitch, with my teeth tatt
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| Highly respected, stuntin' in my digital dash
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| Stay fly out the pawn Young Money Cash
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| We bang money, bang bang bang money
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| Cash Money Young Money bitch we flip cash
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| Blood line on my bloods see we see and smash
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| Tommy guns, AKs nigga spit and dash
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| High life, carbine with a extra mag
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| Hit the curve, bad bitch nigga dick and dash
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| My life has never been the same since the cash
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| My life ain’t been the same since I bust his ass
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| Tear drop gangster, high life gangster
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| Cash Money Young Money bitch we the gangsters (believe dat)
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| You find me on the chopper
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| With my chopper non-stopper, check the roof bitch already chop em
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| We laughing to the bank bitch
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| High life, more money in the bank bitch
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| You know we do it 24's, shit
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| More hoes out the pound when we blow bitch
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| Red everything, red Bentley
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| Chop a nigga down and tell his momma red sent me
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| Rag in my pocket, what color is that motherfucker?
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| Same color as your insides motherfucker
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| You know we bang money, bang bang bang money
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| Holla at you soo woo, that’s the new slang dummy
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| And when we hit the club we come in with them trash bags
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| For the money motherfucker, Wall Street cash
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| Run up on this Bentley, wish a motherfucker would
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| I leave yo ass in Louisiana off in the woods
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| Choppa Sinister City, bad boy since the Diddy
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| And my Phantom like a strip club — ass and titties
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| I fuck rats, top models and regular hoes
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| Take a ball player bitch and that’s in my regular clothes
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| And you could have her back, I don’t swear hoes
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| I put that on my hood like the crown on the cadillac
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| Tear drop gangster, only got one
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| But if I counted all the bodies they drip to my Louis Vuitton
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| All red Yeezy’s, yeah the flame edition
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| The say I’m out of my mind like I got a cocaine addiction
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| Cause when I was young I had Young Money
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| Niggas try to stretch me out so I tatted it on my tummy
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| Never been a scholar, far from a dummy
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| But you disrespect my clip I let the chopper red rumming
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| Yeah, and we bang money, bang bang bang money
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| 50 round drum a nigga try to take this chain from me
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| You was go and kill me I’d already be dead
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| Don’t make me come to your hood and paint that motherfucker red
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| Red everything, red Bentley
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| Chop a nigga down and tell his momma red sent me
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| Rag in my pocket, what color is that motherfucker?
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| Same color as your insides motherfucker
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| You know we bang money, bang bang bang money
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| Holla at you soo woo, that’s the new slang dummy
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| And when we hit the club we come in with them trash bags
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| For the money motherfucker, Wall Street cash
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| Cincinnati reds hat, tilt that bitch to the right
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| You know how them bullets travel, motherfucker book a flight
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| Choppa made them niggas dance, motherfuckin' boogie nights
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| All of you suckas pussy, none of you pussy’s tight
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| I rep that red flag, that’s right that red flag
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| I still got blood money, I’m counting red cash
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| I’m in my skinny jeans, with my red Vans
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| I’m with a bad bitch, with a red ass
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| Talk crazy nigga, highway to heaven
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| Automatic start, automatic weapon
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| Momma need a dress, you gon' need a reverend
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| I let Marley shoot 'em, cause I’m an convicted felon
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| Sharp shooter nigga, yeah, shots perfect
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| You ever gargle blood? |
| Bubble up and burp it
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| I’m in that new coupe, bald head nigga
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| I’m Piru, all red nigga
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| + (Birdman)
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| EEEEEEEY~! |
| (yeah, this that uptown classic)
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| Black Wall, Cash Money paint the town red (swagga flashy life)
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| Yeah, we paint the town red (5 Star G)
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| I tell em motherfuckers, EEEEEEEY~! |
| (ya understand me? YMCMB)
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| Black Wall, Cash Money paint the town red (high life, bigger than life)
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| Yeah, we paint the town red (C4, yeah, hit yo town)
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| Tell 'em holla at me (hit yo' town in these whips)
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| (Sun shining — BLAAAT~!)
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| (Yeah, like new money; one hunnid) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Paint Tha Town , by - Rich Gang. Song from the album Rich Gang, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп