Made Rich Lyrics By NBA YoungBoy

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Made Rich Lyrics By NBA YoungBoy

Made Rich Lyrics By NBA YoungBoy

I bought this shawty a Patek, hm I bought my shooter a stick, yeah I get so fresh and you know I get high As I can’t To a place you can’t top Momma got a brand new thing

I got the money, you know I can’t flop Come from the set where we sell grinds I got the whole flyin’ to my spot Do not let ’em leave in the middle of the day From the block to the rocks to the Glock
To the nigga on top

Let ’em hate, I can’t hear what they say Run the money up ’til the whole bank break All-black paint, got it sittin’ in my face All black Louie in a all-white Wraith Turn up on fashion, invest in the place

I gave her six hunnid, yeah, uh They tried to sign me for thirty, okay Tell ’em, “Come with the fifty” New Era cap, I jump in and I get it I get it real fast, that’s a lot of blue Benji

I got my sister a fifty, my brother a fifty Two hunnid, two hunnid, two hunnid You ain’t that thang so stop with the sting Strapped in my denim, you know how I’m comin
Lean on get away, still don’t break I can’t see how another man hate God made another rich nigga I think that it’s time to celebrate

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I bought this shawty a Patek, hm I bought my shooter a stick, yeah I’m fuckin’ with shawty I’m thinkin’ that I could run up a mill’ with the bitch She made for a rich nigga (Made for a rich nigga, yeah)

She made for a rich nigga (That’s my vibe, she my vibe) She made for a rich nigga
(Shawty got that swing goin’ fine) She made for a rich nigga (Oh, oh)

She made ‘fore a nigga got that bag Now I think ’bout if I ain’t have it How you get that? I ain’t buy that bag She say, “I got my own money,” oh, okay Money my business, in love with my safe
Too much money to be sittin’ in a bank Slime-ass nigga gon’ ’cause her to break She a cool chick to be real like that

I bought this shawty a Patek, hm I bought my shooter a stick, yeah I’m fuckin’ with shawty (Woah) I’m thinkin’ that I could run up a mill’ with the bitch (Woah)
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