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Rich Homie Quan
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Blah Blah Blah
Yeah
(Rich Homie)
Quan
(What's funny?)
These niggas throwing slick shots now
You know me? I go direct with it
You feel me?
Put my name on it nigga
(Chorus)
It was hard to hear you at first, I couldn't understand what you was saying,
And these bitches bound to get hurt, cause a lot of these niggas be playing,
And I fuck with shawty on the low, and I know she know I'm the man,
So that extra shit gotta go, she probably don't know that I fucked her friend.
If she ask about it, I'ma be like,
'Blah, blah, blah, blah.'
When she try to argue with me, I be like,
'Blah, blah, blah, blah.'
Try to get back with me, I be like,
'Hell nah, nah, nah.'
If you ain't talking bout no money, I'm like,
'Blah, blah, blah, blah.'
(Verse 1)
Small talk I'on do that,
This Rich Homie you knew that.
Its a damn shame, I'on gang bang,
But I'll beat a nigga blue-black.
I'm in the old-school, no du-rag,
Them old folks like, how you do that.
You ain't fooling me, this ain't new to me,
That ain't an Aston Martin, that's a new jag
But it clean doe,
And if you late on the payment, boy that shit getting repoed.
And yo bitch easy,
I got her on the line and I'm in her like a free throw.
Getting deep throat, in a fountain blue,
We running train on these freak hoes.
And I told my niggas that it g coded,
Blah, blah, blah, blah.
Keep going in on these niggas, I won't
Stop, stop, stop, stop.
And I'ma keep putting my money over these bitches, till I'm at the
Top, top, top, top.
And you niggas can't stop my vision, don't know what you
Thought, thought, thought, thought,
And I bought, bought, bought, bought
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Everything I got talk good.
(Chorus)
It was hard to hear you at first, I couldn't understand what you was saying,
And these bitches bound to get hurt, cause a lot of these niggas be playing,
And I fuck with shawty on the low, and I know she know I'm the man,
So that extra shit gotta go, she probably don't know that I fucked her friend.
If she ask about it, I'ma be like,
'Blah, blah, blah, blah.'
When she try to argue with me, I be like,
'Blah, blah, blah, blah.'
Try to get back with me, I be like,
'Hell nah, nah, nah.'
If you ain't talking bout no money, I'm like,
'Blah, blah, blah, blah.'
(Verse 2)
'Blah, blah, blah, blah,' that's how it sound when these bitches talk
'Rawr, rawr, rawr, rawr,' when a nigga flexing that what we call him.
Like, 'hell nah, nah, nah,' these real diamonds ain't fake for nun,
I'm like five nine feet tall, heart of a lion you ain't taking nun.
You niggas talking like hoes, that's why I can't fuck with you,
Doing shows all around the globe, cause everybody fuck with me.
FUCK NIGGA! You'll be the first nigga I show who wassup nigga.
FUCK NIGGA! I ain't never said shit back try to keep it 100,
Yeah I tried to show love with you.
That's the main reason why I don't trust niggas,
Standing underlining brides still above these niggas.
I'm no beginner, don't I spit it like a vet nigga?
That nigga talking like a hoe, tell that bitch nigga speak up.
(Chorus)
It was hard to hear you at first, couldn't understand what you was saying,
And these bitches bound to get hurt, cause a lot of these niggas be playing,
And I fuck with shawty on the low, and I know she know I'm the man,
So that extra shit gotta go, she probably don't know that I fucked her friend
If she ask about it, I'ma be like,
'Blah, blah, blah, blah.'
When she try to argue with me, I be like,
'Blah, blah, blah, blah.'
Try to get back with me, I be like,
'Hell nah, nah, nah.'
If you ain't talking bout no money, I'm like,
'Blah, blah, blah, blah.'
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