Philthy Rich - Love & Hip Hop lyrics

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Philthy Rich - Love & Hip Hop lyrics

It's Philthy, n***a Fake love There's a whole bunch of that sh** goin' around n***as could keep it, though Huh Look Side ho in LA in the condo (Is that right?) Hundred thou cash on me, I need nine mo' (Ayy, I need that) Never listen to a broke n***a convo (Never) VVSs on my neck, no rhinestones (Bust down) Four pockets full like I'm from Atlanta (4-P-F) sh**tin on these appers, I ain't got no manners (Uh-uh, n***a) I ain't in the club if I ain't got no hammer (I keep it on) Whole squad savage, rest in peace Santana (Ayy rest in peace) Still throwin Tech up in the two liter (Syrup) Packs of gelato, n***a, who need it? (k** zone) That b**h skinny dippin' cause the pool heated (b**h) They pa**in' out pistols to the school teachers (It's Phil!) They think I got a sponsor, I'm in all this Gucci (Design) Young fly n***a like I'm son of Lucci (Why's that?) Bad asian b**h lookin' like Hiruchi(b**h) Nobu in Malibu, order me the sushi (Eat it up) I used to f** that b**h on the air mattress (Swear to God) My brother just called for a care package (Free Jay Pay) Homicide, tryna use a scare tactic (Is that right?) I keep a tuck spot if they dare jack us (It's Phil!) Lies in your raps, I gave them the truth (I gave them the truth) A hundred pair of Rays, I gave 'em to the youth (I gave 'em to the youth) I only wore 'em once so they was barely used (I swear to God) No I ain't make the paper, I ain't make the news (It's Philthy, n***a) n***as locked up, doin' all day (Solid) "Will you accept the charges?" what the call say (Hello?) A b**h down at the garden on Broadway (Stomp down) And the b**h at Mitchell Brothers named Shorty (It's Phil!) Fashionova all on my Portland b**h (Is that right?) She like when I record her while she s**in' dick (She like that sh**) Make sure you count the money 'fore you turn a trick (Ayy, do that!) And you can get some money with my other b**h (Trill) Miss Nicki baby lookin' thick as f** (She know she is) Yeah, I be in her DMs 'cause I'm tryna f** (You know I am) I heard she was a hustler, we could run it up (Run it up) And turn my main b**h into a runner up (b**h, you a runner up) Love & Hip-Hop on the big screen (On the big screen) b**h, this a eighty-inch, it cost me ten Gs (It cost me ten Gs) Pull up on Sem and get you ten kis (And get you ten kis) Royalty salon, come get a quick weave It's Philthy