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letra de nigga rich - young thug

[intro]
you f-ckin’ digg? i know you f-ckin’ digg
i know you digg the f-ckin’ kid

[chorus]
i told ’em chill with all that n-gg- sh-t
i want it clean, don’t like it n-gg- rich
my b-tch she trippin’ like she n-gg- rich
my diamonds drippin’ like they n-gg- rich
i told ’em chill with all that n-gg- sh-t
i told ’em chill with all that silly sh-t
my diamonds icey like they n-gg- rich
my rollie trippin’, iced out n-gg- rich
made them here birds said i was n-gg- rich
my car tricked out, i got on n-gg- rich
my ho -ss fat and this that n-gg- rich
her waist so big man this that n-gg- rich

[verse]
i bought her ice, i bought her lot of sh-t
i iced out all of my muhf-ckin’ clique
i put in big and i got bigger sh-t
i got these hoes, they drippin’ on my d-ck
i got ’em drippin’ on that slime sh-t
my hoe been ballin’, she been kinda rich
i bought a casket then i k!lled a b-tch
way before this rap i was on some triller sh-t
stacked up them m’s and started talking strong
i f-cked that lil b-tch while poppa was home
my b-tch start geekin’ and took off her clothes
i told ’em take one to the f-ckin’ dome
i hurt my back looking for [?]
but mama knew i wasn’t coming home
i told ’em alright i’m not coming wrong
i told ’em alright i’m not coming wrong
she wan’ be slime, she gotta wipe her nose
i f-ck that b-tch up like a centerfold
i told that b-tch [?]
she know i can take on her and her foes
they wanna get down with this slime sh-t
they gotta slime out a whole lotta sh-t
we used to air out a whole lotta sh-t
now we ain’t gotta do that no more, ya digg
i might [?] a lot of bands
i pull up stuntin’ on the [?]
she tried to dump him like a trash can
she must don’t know that i’m his mans-mans
she know he’s attracted to them bands-bands
b-tch he got -ssets to the grand mans
i just hit a prowl, i was at the main land
yeah i just left church so you’s a h, ain’t talkin’ hermanns
with my main b-tch and i’m eating fish and grits
hundred k for my ring like i’m just filthy rich
stuntin’ every day, i know i’m so built for this
and on my block, you could get k!lled for this
or milked for this or stripped for this
there ain’t no cure for this
this a cold war, you better have your quilt for this
whole lotta n-gg-s ain’t gon’ keep it no realer than this
so just listen for these n-gg-s start squealin’ sh-t (oh woah!)
these n-gg-s quick to grab a gun and go to war
and shoot it up, then tell, don’t know who to trust
that’s ludicrous, i ain’t new b-tch i’m true to this
we do this sh-t, wanna pull off some proof, then sh-t
go ‘head, yeah go ‘head
b-tch gon’ ‘head, you heard what i say gon’ ‘head

[chorus]
i told ’em chill with all that n-gg- sh-t
i like it clean, don’t want it n-gg- rich
my b-tch she trippin’ like she n-gg- rich, hey
my diamonds drippin’ like they n-gg- rich
i told her chill with all that gigglin’
i told her chill with all that silly sh-t
my diamonds icey like they n-gg- rich
my rollie iced out drippin’ n-gg- rich

- young thug

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