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La Head - Tell Her We Rïch Lyrics



La Head - Tell Her We Rïch Lyrics
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I call my momma and told her we rich
We was six on the block we was toating them sticks
Got me a check and I run down white wall
Brand new chopper in the back I won't fight y'all
Me and my gang vampires turn the lights off
Your hoe pulling up to my crib on the night off
I got the gas boy this that pressure might break out the bag
Try to finesse me but I'm at your back
He trying to catch me but we never lack
They like a son to me, that bitch a hoe she get none of me
I hit that bitch with the honesty
I never lie this chopper pressed cause he never die
She say she need me right now
I ran the check up to Neiman's right now
Put the glock on the dresser when she give me mouth
I can't settle for less only need large amounts
If you try to run up on me you gone see what I'm about
Riding round getting money on a paper route
Put a bitch to work you ain't getting no clout
Flip her like a burger I'm in and I'm out
I'm just trying to get to these riches
I only trust my intuitions
I got your boo in my mentions
Made it come true like the Simpson
You the type of nigga that be simping
I can't even let a bitch mess up my mission
I just wanna to stack and mind my business
In a hellcat baby don't you hear the engine
I can't even give you attention if you ain't talking bout a check
I get some money to flip it and spend it then put it back in to invest
I had to come to my senses
I can not live with regrets
They keep telling me I'm up next
I just want to call my momma and tell her we set
I call my momma and told her we rich
We was six on the block we was toating them sticks
Got me a check and I run down white wall
Brand new chopper in the back I won't fight y'all
Me and my gang vampires turn the lights off
Your hoe pulling up to my crib on the night off
I got the gas boy this that pressure might break out the bag
Try to finesse me but I'm at your back
He trying to catch me but we never lack
They like a son to me, that bitch a hoe she get none of me
I hit that bitch with the honesty
I never lie this chopper pressed cause he never die
She say she need me right now
I ran the check up to Neiman's right now
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I call my momma and told her we rich
We was six on the block we was toating them sticks
Got me a check and I run down white wall
Brand new chopper in the back I won't fight y'all
Me and my gang vampires turn the lights off
Your hoe pulling up to my crib on the night off
I got the gas boy this that pressure might break out the bag
Try to finesse me but I'm at your back
He trying to catch me but we never lack
They like a son to me, that bitch a hoe she get none of me
I hit that bitch with the honesty
I never lie this chopper pressed cause he never die
She say she need me right now
I ran the check up to Neiman's right now
Put the glock on the dresser when she give me mouth
I can't settle for less only need large amounts
If you try to run up on me you gone see what I'm about
Riding round getting money on a paper route
Put a bitch to work you ain't getting no clout
Flip her like a burger I'm in and I'm out
I'm just trying to get to these riches
I only trust my intuitions
I got your boo in my mentions
Made it come true like the Simpson
You the type of nigga that be simping
I can't even let a bitch mess up my mission
I just wanna to stack and mind my business
In a hellcat baby don't you hear the engine
I can't even give you attention if you ain't talking bout a check
I get some money to flip it and spend it then put it back in to invest
I had to come to my senses
I can not live with regrets
They keep telling me I'm up next
I just want to call my momma and tell her we set
I call my momma and told her we rich
We was six on the block we was toating them sticks
Got me a check and I run down white wall
Brand new chopper in the back I won't fight y'all
Me and my gang vampires turn the lights off
Your hoe pulling up to my crib on the night off
I got the gas boy this that pressure might break out the bag
Try to finesse me but I'm at your back
He trying to catch me but we never lack
They like a son to me, that bitch a hoe she get none of me
I hit that bitch with the honesty
I never lie this chopper pressed cause he never die
She say she need me right now
I ran the check up to Neiman's right now
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Writer: James Haley, Ryan Spears
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Performed By: La Head
Length: 2:09
Written by: James Haley, Ryan Spears

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