| All them diamond chains, he look like a rich slave
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| All them diamond chains, he look like a rich slave
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Uh
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| Ayy, Chuck Taylors on and a whole lot of ice (Ayy)
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| Just to get right, had to gamble with my life (Ayy)
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| While you was thinkin' twice, I already rolled the dice (Trap)
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| Weighin' bags, runnin' in and out all night (Trap)
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| Sing to your bitch like I’m Brian McKnight (Woo)
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| Smokin' on some 41, call it Glen Rice (Gelato)
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| Ten cars outside and all my shit tight (Skrrt)
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| Trap nigga, but I fuck my bitch to Barry White (Uh)
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| Told my hitman put him on the hitlist (Yeah)
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| Tat my neighborhood on me 'cause it made me rich (Hah)
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| Made more money in my hood than Money Makin' Mitch (It's Dolph)
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| Stay ten tos down, nigga, don’t flinch (Uh-uh)
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| Nah, don’t switch (Never), Dolph, you the shit (Thank you)
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| I was drinkin' lean back when Puff was drinkin' Cris' (Raw)
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| Jumped in this rap shit and I hit a lick (Damn)
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| When I die, split the M’s, give 'em to my kids (Uh)
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| All blue diamonds, I don’t look like them (It's Dolph)
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| Blueberry Dolph what they call me nowadays (Hah)
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| Used to sell a whole lot of bags around the way (Trap)
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| Bury me in an AP in my grave (Yeah)
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| All them diamond chains, he look like a rich slave (What?)
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| All them diamond chains, he look like a rich slave
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| Came out my mama, doctor smacked my ass
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| I ain’t start cryin', looked at him, said, «Nigga, get paid» (Yeah, yeah)
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| Hah, yeah, I hate fame, but everybody know my name (Yeah)
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| Hate come with money and they both come with the game (Yeah)
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| Everybody love me now, this shit seem strange (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| All them diamond chains, he look like a rich slave (Uh)
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| All them diamond chains, he look like a rich slave (Uh)
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| All them diamond chains, he look like a rich slave
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| Ayy, Chuck Taylors on and a whole lot of ice (Ayy)
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| Just to get right, had to gamble with my life (Ayy)
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| While you was thinkin' twice, I already rolled the dice (Trap)
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| Weighin' bags, runnin' in and out all night (Trap)
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| Sing to your bitch like I’m Brian McKnight (Woo)
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| Smokin' on some 41, call it Glen Rice (Gelato)
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| Ten cars outside and all my shit tight (Skrrt)
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| Trap nigga, but I fuck my bitch to Barry White (Uh)
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| Big Tre-Tre
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| What’s up, Ari?
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| Paper Route Business |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rich Slave , by - Young Dolph. Song from the album Rich Slave, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп