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Parents should go out and play with their
'Cause we ain't no damn models, real G's

Right in between Florida and Mississippi
Mobile Alabama is Rich Boy city
And the get flipped 'cause we close to the water
If ya ain't gettin' ya from me, nigga, ya oughta

I fucked the mayor's daughter, he hate it when I her
But I'm still ridin' in that Beamer that he bought her
There she go now but I'm
Gettin' on the other side of town

So I a fuckin' clan I'll split yo' wig
And I ain't got to do wit' yo' kids
Look, Rich Boy quit doin' hardcore
nigga, fuck school, cop five mo' bricks

I see you ballin', yeah, up?
This is a motherfuckin' up
We'll yo' shit and think nothin' about it
We'll yo' shit and think nothin' about it

I'll fall off at the club, like the thang on my waist,
Then lay down the whole
take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
We'll take yo' shit and nothin' about it

Let me welcome you to my world, Chevy's and dirt
liquor, pimp niggas that work hoes
Big trucks, niggas gettin' swerve on
Country niggas ain't slow, fuck what you heard,

Get a Swisher, lit it, switchin' on killa shit
out your chest, ball up ya fist, buddy, ya still a bitch
My niggas ignorant, foolish bunch of
We hit the VIP, pullin' bitches and shit

So if it seem I'm buzzin', I'm sholliz
wit' my country cousin and them, from Mobile
'Bama bred backwood, niggas, we so
Well, let the foot watch me and lil' Rich in hoes' ears

What it is? Damn right, we ain't a role
pints to half a gallon, we drank the whole bottle
That's why them hoes holla, they know 'bout a dollar
And might get to ride Impala, if them bitches swa

I see you ballin', yeah, up?
This is a stick up
take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
We'll yo' shit and think nothin' about it

I'll fall off at the club, like the thang on my waist,
lay down the whole place
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' it
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' it

I see the wanna rap like me
ya see me wit' the bitches livin' life on TV
Around in my hood, fillin' graves up
Niggas that shit, see the Techs raise up

Hangin' wit' the convicts and my boy
I was fuckin' them the in the back of the school
Can't you tell, motherfucker, I was by the streets?
Fuck you studio gangstas, reppin' on beats

My uncle doin' fed in Talladega, bitch
It ain't shit you can me about Lil' Rich
You take ya lil' kids to the pastor
'Cause Rich Boy ain't a role model for bastards

We ain't models
(We be smokin')
We role models
(We be drankin')

We ain't role
(We be these hoes)
We ain't models

I see you ballin', yeah, up?
This is a stick up
We'll take yo' and think nothin' about it
take yo' shit and think nothin' about it

I'll fall off at the club, like the thang on my waist,
Then lay the whole place
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' it
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' it