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mad - rich dunk lyrics

[chorus]
these n*ggas mad, dunk‚ pop
they better chill‚ they better stop
you run up on me‚ somebody gettin’ shot
i’m talkin’ ’bout shows, i do ’em a lot
i’m talkin’ ’bout hoes, i’m talkin’ bout guap
{?}
i gotta cherish her‚ i got a shot
i’m in the sprinter, gettin’ ready, gettin’ hot
these n*ggas mad‚ dunk, pop
they better chill, they better stop
you run up on me, somebody gettin’ shot
i’m talkin’ ’bout shows, i do ’em a lot
i’m talkin’ ’bout hoes, i’m talkin’ bout guap
{?}
i gotta cherish her, i got a shot
i’m in the sprinter, gettin’ ready, gettin’ hot

[verse]
f*ck how they feelin’, they ain’t bdb
you f*ck stank hoes, you get {?}
imma be rich in about six weeks
throw me the ball, that’s a {?}
i can’t f*ck with y’all, ’cause you f*ck with me
my momma cried when i told her we gon’ eat
shout out to baby for makin’ it sweet
pass me in views, lil n*gga, in a week
suck up the gang, lil n*gga, it’s free
stuck in my lane, my n*gga, i’m just me
i’m done with lil mama, now she gotta flee
i don’t want the p*ssy if i can’t get the knees
i don’ got boujee, baby, please
if he ain’t know {?}, he can’t go with me
just ran off on a n*gga last week
{?}, i can tell you sweet
only n*gga with one dread, n*gga that’s me
lil b*tch a dog, she got fleas
talkin’ ’bout how they on, that was 03
b*tch i stay in the club, with no i.d
everywhere that i go, they notice me
and no i don’t sing, {?}
used to owe the plug, now he owin’ me
[chorus]
these n*ggas mad, dunk, pop
they better chill, they better stop
you run up on me, somebody gettin’ shot
i’m talkin’ ’bout shows, i do ’em a lot
i’m talkin’ ’bout hoes, i’m talkin’ bout guap
{?}
i gotta cherish her, i got a shot
i’m in the sprinter, gettin’ ready, gettin’ hot
these n*ggas mad, dunk, pop
they better chill, they better stop
you run up on me, somebody gettin’ shot
i’m talkin’ ’bout shows, i do ’em a lot
i’m talkin’ ’bout hoes, i’m talkin’ bout guap
{?}
i gotta cherish her, i got a shot
i’m in the sprinter, gettin’ ready, gettin’ hot

[verse]
f*ck how they feelin’, they ain’t bdb
sign me a deal, bought rings first week
i heard he hatin’, i taxed him on the fee
ain’t no way he gettin’ sh*t for the cheap
ain’t no way he gettin’ more than me
but my room on the twelfth, but your room on the three
i had to trap, but i had to leave
cause i get more money than i ever seen
{?}, what do you mean
i was only trappin’, ’cause that’s how i eat
that money good, but this money sweet
imma have ‘nough money to fill up the street
straight out of charlotte, i come from the east
{?}
did a show in l.a. and went back to the beach
me and my b*tch, that’s a beautiful piece
[chorus]
these n*ggas mad, dunk, pop
they better chill, they better stop
you run up on me, somebody gettin’ shot
i’m talkin’ ’bout shows, i do ’em a lot
i’m talkin’ ’bout hoes, i’m talkin’ bout guap
{?}
i gotta cherish her, i got a shot
i’m in the sprinter, gettin’ ready, gettin’ hot
these n*ggas mad, dunk, pop
they better chill, they better stop
you run up on me, somebody gettin’ shot
i’m talkin’ ’bout shows, i do ’em a lot
i’m talkin’ ’bout hoes, i’m talkin’ bout guap
{?}
i gotta cherish her, i got a shot
i’m in the sprinter, gettin’ ready, gettin’ hot

- rich dunk lyrics

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