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Parents should go out and with their kids
'Cause we no damn role models, real G's

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

I fucked the daughter, he hate it when I call her
But I'm still ridin' 'round in that Beamer that he her
she go now but I'm busy
Gettin' money on the other of town

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

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

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

Let me welcome you to my world, Chevy's and roads
Cheap liquor, pimp niggas that work
Big trucks, niggas gettin' they on
Country niggas ain't slow, fuck you heard, homes

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

So if it seem like I'm buzzin', I'm
Fuckin' my country cousin and them, from Mobile
'Bama backwood, niggas, we so trill
Well, let the foot watch me and Rich gettin' in hoes' ears

What it is? Damn right, we a role model
Half pints to half a gallon, we drank the whole
That's why them hoes holla, they know 'bout a dollar
And they might get to Impala, if them bitches swa

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

I'll off at the club, like the thang on my waist, yeah
Then lay down the place
take yo' shit and think nothin' about 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
talkin' that shit, see the Techs raise up

Hangin' the convicts and my boy attitude
I was fuckin' the bitches in the back of the school
you tell, motherfucker, I was raised by the streets?
Fuck you studio gangstas, reppin' on beats

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

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

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

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

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