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RICH BOY lyrics : "Let's Get This Paper"

Yeah, yeah, hey, hey hey

[Verse 1]

R.I.P. Pooh Bear, that's my dead homie
$#&@ that other %#@!, hey, let's get this bread homie
Remember when they could catch a charge down in Atlanta

They underestimate me 'cause I'm comin' from Alabama
Martin Lee, innocent, he ain't even have a chance
They beat him in that boot camp 'til he died in that ambulance

That boy was only fifteen years old, $#&@ what they say he did
So tell me how I'm 'posed to feel when police killin' kids?
And then we can't get a job, ridin' we get them pounds

If it ain't that !@%!e then we get that 'dro and break it down
See that ice, the dope man paradise
Boy better think twice, that dope have you doin' life

They tore down the projects, so where we gon' move next?
They takin' them food stamps, they stop government checks
Hey, money my motivator, my mouth my money maker

Naw I don't see them haters, so let's go get this paper

[Bridge 1]

Yeah when you look at us just think about it, we don't own nothin'..
If we get money, we got a lil' few dollars, but our whole family tore up ^!$$%
you gettin' money for the people in ya family that ain't got nothin'..

When it's all said and done, what do you own? You don't own nothin', you
don't own you... The ^!$$% playin' basketball, he don't own that jersey, he can't
even be in a commercial wit' his name on the back, so when it's really all

said and done, what did you do this for? What difference did you make?

[Verse 2]

You see how the world changin'? Yeah, they look so dumb ain't it?
Wish they just kill 'em all so now the Middle East they bangin'
Preachers in that pulpit, say they teach that bull%#@!

So know how we know it's bull%#@!? Same ^!$$%s I went to school wit'
Grabbin' on yo' nuts and disrespectin' get you merked
Them young ^!$$%s got pistol grips, they been about they killin' %#@!

But they all some hypocrites, haters they won't let me be
When I come up to them gates, I hope you say you heard of me
Now Kendrick Curtis gone, them angels took him home

They gave my brother ten years, the system did him wrong
Now we convicted felons, because they caught us sellin'
And nine times out of ten yo' friend the one who tellin'

I wanna go to Heaven, up to that Promised Land
I need another chance, I wanna meet that man
Money my motivator, my mouth my money maker

No I don't see you haters, so let's go get this paper

[Bridge 2 - Polow Da Don]

Yeah! Surprise ^!$$%s! Hey we ?? ^!$$%! Everybody talkin' 'bout they gettin'
money... Y'all ^!$$%s ain't gettin' no mutha$#&@in' money ^!$$%! I got
millions ^!$$% and I'm still broke ^!$$% 'cause that ain't no muta$#&@in' money!

Y'all playin' right into these mutha$#&@in' hands... Risk ya life
everyday for some bull%#@!! Huh ^!$$%? What yo' bank account say ^!$$%?
Oh that's all? Haha!


[Verse 3]
They shippin' them boys off, they fightin' in Iraq

It's soldiers in that war that ain't never gon' make it back
^!$$%s this the battlefield, fake ^!$$%s scream keep it real
Yeah yeah, rob, steal, anything to pay them bills

Hey ^!$$% times harder, so we grind harder
We takin' chances wit' that !@%!e comin' 'cross that water
Tryin' to get up out this ghetto life ain't gotta be this way

Them pigs they came and kicked my mama do' in yesterday
I prayed a thousand nights, I did a hundred crimes
And now I'm beggin' Lord that you don't let me down this time

Money my motivator, my mouth my money maker
No I don't see them haters, so let's go get this paper


[Bridge 3 - Rich Boy]
Our Father who art in Heaven, Please Lord forgive me for that crack
sellin'... Thou kingdom come, thou will be done, these ^!$$%s dumb

Yeah ^!$$% gave my brother ten years ^!$$%... what the
$#&@ you s'posed to do wit' that ^!$$% they gave my uncle twenty years ^!$$%..
matter fact they gave my cousin life ^!$$%... I can tell ya how I feel ^!$$%

be on that mutha$#&@in' stand ^!$$% lookin' the mutha$#&@in' judge in they
face ^!$$%... and he gon' tell you some stupid %#@! like "life" ^!$$%..
They sendin' y'all ^!$$%s on vacation ^!$$% 'cross the nation ^!$$%, y'all
^!$$%s caught up in the mutha$#&@in' hype ^!$$%... Sellin' that white
^!$$%... I been there, done that ^!$$% ^!$$% I'm from Mobile ^!$$% they call that

(*##$ ?? city ^!$$%, you bring yo' black $$# there ^!$$%, you ain't gon' make it
^!$$%... You guaranteed to go to muh$#&@in' prison bein' black where I'm from
^!$$% I come from the muta$#&@in' impossible ^!$$% Now y'all ^!$$%s gotta
deal wit' me ^!$$% I'm here! Zone 4 new mutha$#&@in' money ^!$$% D Boy Squad..
Rich Boy! Polow Da Donnnnnnn! Yeah!

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