Yung Mazi - Rich n***a U Average lyrics

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Yung Mazi - Rich n***a U Average lyrics

Money and the power, you gotta have respect, benz coop, jaguar, G five jets Young Rich N*ggas, Young Rich N*ggas, Young Rich N*ggas, Young Rich N*ggas x2 Young Rich N*gga, I’m draped up in Versace, I went up to the j**eler, when I left I’m playing hockey Bad b**hes like it, she see Rarris & Buggatis, I’m popping bottles in the vip, she rolling off a Molly Fendi Prada Louie bally, I don’t need a stylist, I’m taking all my goons to Cali, then we hit the islands Order up 500 1s, I throw it all it follies, plug in Japan, so we kick it like karate Bad b**h from Switzerland, her daddy G. O`Donnie, every time I’m on the phone we talking bout some money I weigh it up, and wrap it up, I ship it across the country, the streets are concrete jungle play the game like it’s Jamungie My pockets is sloppy, only buy Rarris and Gottis, my clothes are exotic, Versace you copy Migo gang is my possy, takin over like the Nazi’s, I just got out the county, money old like Bill Cosby Hunnid bands, in all hundreds, when I make it rain it thunder, cop a lam every summer, rapping bricks like it’s a condom I’m a rich N*gga b**h, don’t even think about licks, slap a N*gga with a stack, then I piss on that b**h In the club sippin lean, but I’m still buying cris, shawty wanna talk to Off-Set, b**h you ain’t on the list Don’t mix the lean with the sprite, drink my mud out the seil, I’m in Louie and Bally, I rock my b**hes Chanel Young Rich N*gga follow me like Twitter All green diamonds on my neck look like the Riddler Red white & green Louis bought them on the day of Christmas Im the teacher you the student put you in detention I got the camic you my chef and put you in the kitchen Now you dirty dancing boarding wippin washing dishes I took yo main b**h and then I turned her to my mistress Pull up in Audi pull up in Rarri whip full of net it is a mystery The rich N*gga of the century its going down in history Energizer bunny wrist keep going it got energy Back then you ain’t know me now that sack make you remember me Got that 45 for my enemy tell the Lord forgive the sin in me