Parents should go out and play their kids 'Cause we ain't no role models, real G's
Right in between Florida and Mississippi Mobile Alabama this is Rich Boy And the bricks get 'cause we close to the water If ya ain't ya dope 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 There she go now but I'm money on the other side of town
So I a fuckin' clan I'll split yo' wig And I ain't got shit to do yo' kids Look, Boy quit doin' hardcore shit Lil' nigga, fuck school, cop five mo'
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 place We'll yo' shit and think nothin' about it We'll yo' shit and think nothin' about it
Let me you to my world, Chevy's and dirt roads liquor, pimp niggas that work hoes Big trucks, niggas gettin' they on Country niggas ain't slow, what you heard, homes
Get a Swisher, lit it, switchin' on some killa Poke out your chest, ball up ya fist, buddy, ya 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' wit' my cousin and them, from Mobile 'Bama backwood, niggas, we so trill Well, let the foot watch me and lil' Rich gettin' in hoes'
What it is? Damn right, we ain't a model Half pints to half a gallon, we the whole bottle why them hoes holla, they know them 'bout a dollar And they get to ride Impala, if them bitches swa
I see you ballin', yeah, up? This is a motherfuckin' 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 the whole place We'll take yo' and think nothin' about it take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
I see the kids wanna rap me ya see me wit' the bitches livin' life on TV Around in my hood, boys graves up Niggas talkin' that shit, see the raise up
Hangin' wit' the and my boy attitude I was fuckin' them the bitches in the of the school Can't you tell, motherfucker, I was raised by the Fuck you gangstas, niggas reppin' on beats
My uncle doin' fed down in Talladega, It ain't shit you can me about Lil' Rich You take ya lil' kids to the pastor 'Cause Boy ain't a role model for them bastards
We ain't role (We be smokin') We ain't models (We be drankin')
We role models (We be these hoes) We ain't models
I see you ballin', yeah, up? This is a motherfuckin' up take yo' shit and think nothin' about it We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' it
I'll fall off at the club, like the thang on my waist, Then lay down the place We'll take yo' shit and think about it take yo' shit and think nothin' about it