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Rich Boy » Throw Some D's (Remix)
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	YEAH "I used to think about immature things You know like Do you love me, Do you want me Are you gunna call me like you said you would Is this really your phone number" WAIT A MINUTE SUCKA (Andre 300:) See my mommy stayed on me So I turned out pretty good But if you wanna try Sucka I think we could do it haha Sleep, Haulin' RPM if I pull it Sheep, count em for the rest of your life Yea, yea, your partner got away but now he vegetable-like So, so, I sent his mom and dad a whole case of V8 He could die any second How much longer is it gon' take Gon' get it over with Oh what if you were in my lovers then You might be the dope that I would flush down the toilet Like the boys in blue, when the come through with the nukes And they kickin down the door, and they don't care who they shoot But we do care who they shoot, so we do what we must do So we act like we on track, and we run straight to the back But they coming from the back So we run back to the front They say get down on yo knees We say what the fuck you want They want cheese, they want bread, they want dough, they want mo' Then I wanna give em but if I keep talkin' they wont know That my cousin in the back And we call him Roto Reuters slash plumber cash runner And he file on them computers log i-i-i-i-i (Chorus:) (backwords remix) Hoe sooga wann jack ish tight no slack just bought a Cadillac (Throw some D's on that bitch) Just bought a Cadillac (Throw some Throw some D's on that bitch) Just bought a Cadillac (Throw Throw some) Rich Boy sellin crack dope niggas wanna jack shit tight no slack Just bought a Cadillac (Throw Throw some D's on that bitch) Just bought a Cadillac (Throw Throw some D's on that bitch) Just bought a Cadillac (Throw Throw some D's on that bitch) (Jim Jones:) Shout out to Rich Boy We all wanna be rich boy Alabama bricks boy Try and get the big toys 2-12 motorin' Tell Harry (Throw some D's on that bitch) Now I'm getting fly, Couple G's on the fit I'm at the juvenile, Throw some frees ??? I gotta chest cold and I might sneeze on a ??? We at the strip club, we throw some g's on that bitch Cause we BALLIN' We all Outkast, high cars we copy cash Chop shop add the stash, Cop cars we kiss their ass The carwash, my whips glowin' No tis we fish bowlin ??? No top the pits blowin (Throw some D's on that bitch) We go hard, zone forward, d-1 squad We don't need to boss, closest lawyer baby Just to keep in charge We got a fedest cop with speeding cars ??? Charge it to my Visa card, they never thought that we'd get large (Murphy Lee:) Yo lunatic sittin fast, St. Louis on the Nav '69 Whiplash, I just got my Cutty back Throw some d's on that, boy I just got my Cutty back Throw some d's on that, boy I just got my Cutty back How could I slip, how could I fall Yo baby mama got my poster high up on her wall And that ain't all, she did give me her draws I'm Murphy Lee please tell your sexy little sister (I'll call) Last time she ask me for some money I was (Hesitant and all) But now I'm rich and she can get it See these D's match my fitted, My paint is Banana Splitted Inside is totally ign't, Outside is totally kiddin' To be pacific it's totally wicked, how them dirty boys get it Dap you Rick Regal ??? (and nit it) My Montecarlo ('s terrific) That El Dorado (got switches) Shamicka an' them (I ain't hit it) That 20 mill (I just spent it) That house on the hill (I live it man) And that diamond head bone You know them ??? hit it Walk up in the strip club Looking for a big bug Shawtie wanna get ??? Throw about ten wha? Throw some one's on it mo' I bought about ten wha? (Chorus) (Rick Ross:) Ay, it's Rick Ross baby girl I'm a balla I drop it here then I go ahead to park my Impala I threw them D's on that 'Lac and now it's taller They see them wheels on my Bentley so the holla Wassup, just get these dollas I got the fat Manillac??? I took it to the paint shop and got the fat man black??? My hoes is checkin ??? got my adidas on??? ??? If you ain't gunna give me none So uff you haters, ill see you later My Cipricator???, in my Escalator Momma told me put them D's on son you've got it wrong So I took them 20s off and put them monster wheels on (Chorus) (The Game:) All Red Chevrolet, 26s ridin' high Use the hazard doors, in Compton we call them suicides Suede roof, leather seats, wood grain steering wheel Candy Apple hard top, Bling over on the grill California license plate, riding through the ATL Keep my ties bold, I never leave a paper trail No Imma keep it clean, ball when I hit the scene Elbow out the window, show 'em how a gangsta lean Put Cali on the map, West side on my back Hometown on my face, 45's on my lap 20 in my air low, hundred on my neck piece Just Bought a Bentley and Imma (Throw Some D's on that bitch)
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