This what I'm talkin' 'bout boy (Hey (*##$!) Looka here
(This the A ho! This the A ho! Yeah This the A ho!) It's Alabama!


[Chorus]
$#&@ talkin' get took boy looka here
Rich Boy really do it boy looka here

We can buy the bar all night looka here
I can show you what a stack like looka here
Boy looka here, boy looka here

Looka here, Looka here

[Verse 1]

Off top I'mma tell ya this some playa %#@!
A real ^!$$% here now, better get ya (*##$
Yeah, 'cause big pimpin' in the house now

If ya real then you know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Rich Boy, I don't know what these ^!$$%s thankin'
Bet a thousand shoot a thousand what you ^!$$%s bankin'?

Comin' down like snow in the winter time
I don't know about you but I'm gettin' mine
D-I-P never, cold ^!$$%, hell yeah

Zone 4, gon' pull up in the ATL
Gettin' money already know what it is
Huh, don't stop (*##$ what the business is

Get mo' $$# then a lazy boy sofa
Keep my toaster, warm in my holster
See you got ya lil' jewelry but I'm chunked out

All the hatin' playboy, get ya stomped out

[Chorus 2 x2]

$#&@ talkin' get took boy looka here
Rich Boy really do it boy looka here
We can buy the bar all night looka here

I can show you what a stack like looka here

[Verse 2]

Naw I don't wear tight shirts wit' the cuff links
See them big VS stones make ya eyes blink
Say I talk slow, and I rhyme funny

But I ain't thinkin' 'bout nothin' but the big money
Big cake, big shrimp on a big plate
^!$$% so iced out like a snowflake

Don't hate, big crib wit' the big lake
Say she wanna taste, some of that milkshake
Put'cha money where ya $$# at and run that

Just gettin' started ^!$$% we done done that
What you know about them folks that was shootin' it off?
While y'all was lyin', runnin' and movin' ya moss

Homeboy we ain't goin' for the okie doke
'Cause we'll pop it off quick wit' the gunsmoke
See what I tote? Keep it in my lap

If these hollow points hit'cha ^!$$% it's a wrap

[Chorus 2 x2]


[Verse 3]
Yeah I ain'tsta... don't die naan ^!$$%

Rich Boy, Alabama ex-figure
Stack quicker, drank good hard liquor
$#&@ a squad, better have God wit'cha

Cool like a muh'$#&@a wit' a pimp cup
All my folk gettin' money put'cha rank up
Yeah real deal playa, gon' ball out

Come drank what'cha drank 'til ya fall out
Where my girls at baby, make 'em pay mo'
Gon' show a ^!$$% how you make it shake slow

Yeah, represent tell 'em who ya click
Throw 'em up ^!$$% gon' show 'em who ya wit'


[Chorus 2 x2]

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