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The Madness - Rich Boy
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The Madness Rich Boy

The Madness - Rich Boy
You niggas gon' learn buck a buckin'
D-boy squad buck a buckin' Rich Boy

I'm in that phantom, askin' for that gray poupon
Look at my arm bitch, ya see the charm bitch
Sweet home Alabama, Yeah, I love her
I still try to hug her even though she ain't my color

Yeah, I'm fucking wit that home boy but ain't nothin' left
See, I got enough heart to march with Martin Luther King
Got them killers right by me and we can have a party
If ya niggas wanna try me, surprise

We got some fireworks for ya
Pop the trunk ,get the gift inside lemme show ya
Niggas treat that coke like a joke
A cocaine city's like a murder up in Copeland
Pick ya brain like a buncha snow flakes
Yeah, I put that weight down, now it's real estate

Tell me watcha know 'bout me boy
That's me, I'ma mothafuckin' d-boy
Tell me watcha know 'bout me boy
That's me, I'ma mothafuckin' d-boy
Yeah, so go d-boy, yeah, so go d-boy
Yeah, so go d-boy, yeah, so go d-boy
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