WC

Rich Rollin' Songtext / Lyric


WC - Rich Rollin' Songtext


[Verse1:]

To All The Remy Sippers

Lover Dippers

Set Clippers

Ziploc Zippers To

Fedex Pack Ya Shippers

Big Head

Dollar For The Gun Holder

Is What The

[?] Chimer Roll Us

Peep Game

Is A Fine Rep His Dojar

Show You How A Nigga

Puts It Down From The

Connect SC

Later Than Nuttier Niera

Web Stars Still Making

Sells For Chickens

Dont Get It Twisted

When The Right Time

Im Walking With The Ticket

Madd Doggin' Niggas

Aint Nuthin Funny

Mother Fuck Jerry Mcguire

Show This Nigga Dub Of Money

And Out Of Town Spot

While I Can Make A Profit

With The Color Hankechief

Hanging Out My Back Pocket

Instead Banking For My Juvels On These Fuus

Cant Stop Til I Get Money Like The Nigga Cube

Blowing Chronic Out The 6 Double O

Cruise Controlling

My Pockets Are Swolling

I Gots To Have The Rich Rollin



[Chorus:]

Rich Rollin

Never Strolling

Heater Holding

We's Rolling

She Know It, He Know It

We Rolling

She Showing

And They All Cant Hang

Without Grippin On Thangs



[Verse 2:]

Sittin Reminance

About The Days Of Way Back

Before The LP's And The Platinum Plaques

When All I Had To Eat

Top Ramin And Tobasco

Sleepin On The Floor

Sellin Sacks Out The Back Door

I Remmeber Niggas Pointing

And Staring

Yellin Look At That Nigga

Rollin In A RX7

Bitches Laughing At Me

Cause Im Rollin A Bucket

With The Prime On The Side Of My Doors

Im Like Fuck It

Remember Some Day

I'd Be The Nigga They Be Jocking

3 Year Laters

Fo' Sho It's On And Poppin

I See The Same Fuus

Backstage Callin My Name

Broke As Fuck Lookin

Like The Nigga Eddie Cane

The Game Still The Same

But The Players Done Change

Cause Now I Push Luxurys

And Bang The Connect Gang

From Rich Rollin To

4 Fingers Two Twisted In The

Aww Fuck It

Yall Know The Slogan



[Chorus:] 2x

Rich Rollin

Never Strolling

Heater Holding

We's Rolling

She Know It, He Know It

We Rolling

She Showing

And They All Cant Hang

Without Grippin On Thangs



[Verse 3:]

Now I Have Seen Niggas Come

And Seen Niggas Go

Whack MotherFuckers In Cheesy Ass Videos

I Watch Them Fall Of The Charts

Like A Brick

Talking That True MC Kid

Keep It Real Shit

See I Love To Freestyle

But If I Cant Get Paid

A The End Of Day

Im Like No Compreday

Cause If Keeping It Real

Is Being Broke

Fuck This Rap Shit

Im Going Back To Full Time Slanging Dope

Laughing At These Niggas

Swearing They The Bomb

Working On Their Forth

Still Living With Moms

Three Strikes You Out

Pack Yo Shit Jay

Stick To Flipping Burgers

And Making Mix Tapes

Cause If It Dont Make

Dollars It Dont Make Sense

And They Permiliant Free Styles

Aint Paying The Rent

So Imma Let You

Other MotherFuckers

Keep It Real Broke

And In The Mean While

Dub C Gonna Keep It Rich Rollin



[Chorus:] 2x

Rich Rollin

Never Strolling

Heater Holding

We's Rolling

She Know It, He Know It

We Rolling

She Showing

And They All Cant Hang

Without Grippin On Thangs

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