Rich Boy - Role Models lyrics

Parents should go out and play with their kids 'Cause we ain't no damn role models, real G's Right there in between Florida and Mississippi Mobile Alabama this is Rich Boy city And the bricks get flipped 'cause we close to the water If ya ain't gettin' ya dope from me, n***a, ya oughta I f**ed the mayor's daughter, he hate it when I call her But I'm still ridin' 'round in that Beamer that he bought her There she go now but I'm busy Gettin' money on the other side of town So I ain't a f**in' clan I'll split yo' wig And I ain't got sh** to do wit' yo' kids Look, Rich Boy quit doin' hardcore sh** Lil' n***a, f** school, cop five mo' bricks I see you ballin', yeah, what's up? This is a motherf**in' stick up We'll take yo' sh** and think nothin' about it We'll take yo' sh** and think nothin' about it I'll fall off at the club, like the thang on my waist, yeah Then lay down the whole place We'll take yo' sh** and think nothin' about it We'll take yo' sh** and think nothin' about it Let me welcome you to my world, Chevy's and dirt roads Cheap liquor, pimp n***as that work hoes Big trucks, n***as gettin' they swerve on Country n***as ain't slow, f** what you heard, homes Get a Swisher, lit it, switchin' on some k**a sh** Poke out your chest, ball up ya fist, buddy, ya still a b**h My n***as ignorant, foolish bunch of belligerents We hit the VIP, pullin' b**hes and spillin' sh** So if it seem like I'm buzzin', I'm sholliz f**in' wit' my country cousin and them, from Mobile 'Bama bred backwood, n***as, we so trill Well, let the foot watch me and lil' Rich gettin' in hoes' ears What it is? Damn right, we ain't a role model Half pints to half a gallon, we drank the whole bottle That's why them hoes holla, they know them 'bout a dollar And they might get to ride Impala, if them b**hes swa I see you ballin', yeah, what's up? This is a motherf**in' stick up We'll take yo' sh** and think nothin' about it We'll take yo' sh** and think nothin' about it I'll fall off at the club, like the thang on my waist, yeah Then lay down the whole place We'll take yo' sh** and think nothin' about it We'll take yo' sh** and think nothin' about it I see the kids wanna rap like me 'Cause ya see me wit' the b**hes livin' life on TV Around in my hood, boys fillin' graves up n***as talkin' that sh**, see the Techs raise up Hangin' wit' the convicts and my boy attitude I was f**in' them the b**hes in the back of the school Can't you tell, motherf**er, I was raised by the streets? f** you studio gangstas, n***as reppin' on beats My uncle doin' fed down in Talladega, b**h It ain't sh** you can tell me about Lil' Rich You better take ya lil' kids to the pastor 'Cause Rich Boy ain't a role model for them ba*tards We ain't role models (We be smokin') We ain't role models (We be drankin') We ain't role models (We be f**in' these hoes) We ain't role models I see you ballin', yeah, what's up? This is a motherf**in' stick up We'll take yo' sh** and think nothin' about it We'll take yo' sh** and think nothin' about it I'll fall off at the club, like the thang on my waist, yeah Then lay down the whole place We'll take yo' sh** and think nothin' about it We'll take yo' sh** and think nothin' about it