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TW1NCAM - Get Rich (feat. Monroe Flow) Lyrics



TW1NCAM - Get Rich (feat. Monroe Flow) Lyrics
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I'm still tipsy from last night
Thinkin' bout you when I catch flights
Met you in the past life
I'm on my second shift now, bitch, I got stripes
Celebration, it's a must, poppin' out tonight
Why the f*ck you call my phone? Don't got shit for me
Grab a couple of them bottles, the people there love me
I like to keep it real shiek, you know how I'm comin
I'ma chill, count this paper, you know what I'm thumbin
Quality clothes, that's what I'm rockin', jit
Step in the spot and now I'm talkin' shit
They know my name, they know my clique
They know my chain, they know my yitch
I ordered the plate, the shrimp and grits
Remember my face, I'm runnin' this shit
Run it, run it, yeah, I'm feelin' like Chris
Everybody hate to see a young nigga get rich
They gave the wrong young nigga money
They don't really let the wrong young nigga get rich
They gave the wrong young nigga money
They gave the wrong young nigga money
They don't really let the wrong young nigga get rich
They gave the wrong young nigga money
They don't really let the wrong young nigga get rich
I be that real smooth dude, but I ain't never been no sucker
Gave the wrong nigga money, feelin' like I lucked up
I need it all now, I can't wait until later
They be like, twin, help me out, but I'm out of favors
But I'm still rockin' out and I'm keepin' it steady
Watch her throw the money up and then it fall like confetti
I can show you different methods, ain't no time to be scary
It ain't no pressure on the set, just let me know when you ready
When I step up in the room like, damn, where the bag at
I ain't really askin' for much, but where the cash at
Get it, gotta stash that, yeah, I gotta have that
Anything I like and I see, I might just grab that
Handle business, havin' fun with it
Then I come up with a plan and then I'm runnin' it
TFM, KES, we on some other shit
They, they gave the wrong young nigga money, but I'm lovin' it
Twin
They gave the wrong young nigga money
They don't really let the wrong young nigga get rich
They gave the wrong young nigga money
Da-Da
They gave the wrong young nigga money
They don't really let the wrong young nigga get rich
They gave the wrong young nigga money
They don't really let the wrong young nigga get rich
They gave the wrong young nigga money
They don't really let the wrong young nigga get rich
They gave the wrong young nigga money
Da-Da
They gave the wrong young nigga money
They don't really let the wrong young nigga get rich
They gave the wrong young nigga money
They don't really let the wrong young nigga get rich
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I'm still tipsy from last night
Thinkin' bout you when I catch flights
Met you in the past life
I'm on my second shift now, bitch, I got stripes
Celebration, it's a must, poppin' out tonight
Why the f*ck you call my phone? Don't got shit for me
Grab a couple of them bottles, the people there love me
I like to keep it real shiek, you know how I'm comin
I'ma chill, count this paper, you know what I'm thumbin
Quality clothes, that's what I'm rockin', jit
Step in the spot and now I'm talkin' shit
They know my name, they know my clique
They know my chain, they know my yitch
I ordered the plate, the shrimp and grits
Remember my face, I'm runnin' this shit
Run it, run it, yeah, I'm feelin' like Chris
Everybody hate to see a young nigga get rich
They gave the wrong young nigga money
They don't really let the wrong young nigga get rich
They gave the wrong young nigga money
They gave the wrong young nigga money
They don't really let the wrong young nigga get rich
They gave the wrong young nigga money
They don't really let the wrong young nigga get rich
I be that real smooth dude, but I ain't never been no sucker
Gave the wrong nigga money, feelin' like I lucked up
I need it all now, I can't wait until later
They be like, twin, help me out, but I'm out of favors
But I'm still rockin' out and I'm keepin' it steady
Watch her throw the money up and then it fall like confetti
I can show you different methods, ain't no time to be scary
It ain't no pressure on the set, just let me know when you ready
When I step up in the room like, damn, where the bag at
I ain't really askin' for much, but where the cash at
Get it, gotta stash that, yeah, I gotta have that
Anything I like and I see, I might just grab that
Handle business, havin' fun with it
Then I come up with a plan and then I'm runnin' it
TFM, KES, we on some other shit
They, they gave the wrong young nigga money, but I'm lovin' it
Twin
They gave the wrong young nigga money
They don't really let the wrong young nigga get rich
They gave the wrong young nigga money
Da-Da
They gave the wrong young nigga money
They don't really let the wrong young nigga get rich
They gave the wrong young nigga money
They don't really let the wrong young nigga get rich
They gave the wrong young nigga money
They don't really let the wrong young nigga get rich
They gave the wrong young nigga money
Da-Da
They gave the wrong young nigga money
They don't really let the wrong young nigga get rich
They gave the wrong young nigga money
They don't really let the wrong young nigga get rich
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Writer: Cameron Wilson, Khalil Ajayi
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Performed By: TW1NCAM
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: Cameron Wilson, Khalil Ajayi

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