my lambo do bout 280 I sellin heard you tellin thought you killin while you stealin Thought you dealin while you chillin you ain't ballin with a million God made me super rich
and rang Crews buzz when you speakin my name, cause I'm deep in the game With top cool thangs and million dollar planes I'm a maniac, young boy gone,
on my pinky and ring Goosebump when u speaking of mah name Cuz im deep in the game With Tackle and things The million dollars Planes Im a maniac Young boy
that's a brick boy I got a lick grab them thangs lets get rich boy Pitbull chillin Rich boy chillin What more can I say let's get millions [Chorus] (Rich Boy
up out of here Nigga be snorin all night I can't sleep (hehe) Call that big butt nurse with the long hair to come suck my dick (Bad Boy Big, c'mon) The
[Chorus] On the road to riches and diamond rings Cause real niggas do real things Hanging wit the niggas is the song I sing Real niggas do real things On the road to riches
of cash Keep a strap on me, a mill' on the tab Priceless with these numbers, flipping in the seat Junior doing time, kicking up his feet A mill'
this the finals, Cause I can have your ass finalized HUH We 25 million up nigga, Double M G the untouchable Fuck boy, Fuck boy, Fuck boy Still a fuck boy
struck out the 12 Big Apple with apple bottoms the haters can go to hell Number one on billboards Mr. Rubberband boy Like a boy-yoing-yoing [? ] [Brisco
of cash keep a strap on me, a mill on the tab priceless with these numbers, flipping in the seat Junya doing time, kicking up his feet a mill on the books
and the million dollar crackers Tryin' to close me down, but I got ghetto love I'm Pimp C bitch, I'm comin' down richer than rich So bitch you know you
false accusations, fake boot in yo mug Niggas trippin on that click'll take yo life and yo drugs Cause out here ain't no love, just Miller's and killers
label, nigga I'm a boss Brush my teeth in the morning, I ain't even gotta floss (Haha) Sold two million records, and half a million O's (Damn) Add it
Intro: Mase Yo yo, this Mase, youknowhatI'msayin? You got niggaz that don't like me for whatever reason You got niggaz that don't wanna see me rich You
nigga next door up out of here Nigga be snorin all night I can't sleep (hehe) Call that big butt nurse with the long hair to come suck my dick (Bad Boy
't leave On the road to riches and diamond rings 'Cause real niggaz do real things Hanging wit' the niggaz is the song I sing Real niggaz do real things On the road to riches
million dolla car straight hood nigga feelin like a fuckin star Drank cognac smellin like the fuckin bar from the looks of the watch he must be sellin boy
a model Bitch, I'm a model, called a photographer Dressed like I'm going to a photo shoot, partner Bitch, I'm a model, millionaire posture Jewelry cost me over one million
