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

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

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

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

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

Let me welcome you to my world, and dirt roads
Cheap liquor, pimp niggas work hoes
Big trucks, niggas gettin' swerve on
Country niggas slow, fuck what you heard, homes

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

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

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

I see you ballin', yeah, up?
This is a stick 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 on my waist, yeah
Then lay down the whole
We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' it
We'll take yo' shit and think about it

I see the wanna rap like me
'Cause ya see me wit' the livin' life on TV
in my hood, boys 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, niggas reppin' on

My uncle doin' fed down in Talladega,
It ain't shit you can tell me about Rich
You better take ya kids to the pastor
Rich Boy ain't a role model for them 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 role

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

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