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letra de stay down - rich homie quan

[chorus:]
pull up in something looking like a ghost
i wipe that lil p-ssy just like her nose
i keep her flexing let her drive the rolls
i quick f-ck her cause i gotta go
she know i want that money want that dough
i be high baby keep it on the low
all your louie v luggage girl i would tote
since you stayed down had to make this one for you

[verse 1: rich homie quan]
i be sh-ttin on n-ggas i need a pamper
shout out all my djs rest in peace to nando
shout out florida shout out to miami shout out to orlando
and ain’t one thing that a rich homie can’t do
f-cking all you n-gga hoes that’s why you n-ggas mad
like that hov lane in florida boy you need a p-ss
drop back in that pocket and i throw my boy the p-ss
i don’t need no running back he might fumble and make me mad
stuff 500 thousand ones in a f-cking trash bag
he threw a thousand in the club now that’s something to laugh at
10 thousand for a juug i don’t want it y’all n-ggas can have that
i loved reading growing up and i love me some math cl-ss
she caught a über to my house but had to catch a cab back
so many rooms in my house i need me a lil nanny
she wanna do me i got wood for her like a ball bat
all this money that i got if i ain’t rich what do you call that
i want that money that jewelry i want all that
if you ain’t talking about money i’m gon ignore that
ignore you you ain’t talking about what you supposed to n-gga
pull up in a old school you snubbed me in high school so therefore i owe you
mach 5 pull up the protools so i can go in on these n-ggas
hold up wait so i can go in on these n-ggas

[verse 2: rich the kid]
shawty stayed down so i f-ck with her
bought that b-tch a mazi cost 250
i was counting up them bands they was sleeping on me
magic city throw 100 me and rich homie
rich n-gga all in the forbes f-cking your b-tch on the floor
2 milli for the tour ain’t trusting b-tches no more
i was capping, itching, fitching with chanel shoes
i’m in love with the money i can’t cheat on you
tear it up get up in the p-ssy f-ck it up
bend over get wet 10 chains on my neck
ima throw on that c-m she gon choke gotta hit her in her throat
and i did this one for you ima tell the truth
riding round going crazy i done bought the coupe
got a ceiling foreign thing looking for the roof
riding down melrose looking for the juice

- rich homie quan

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