(feat. Attitude, David Banner)
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Parents should go out and play with their kids...
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Cause we ain't no damn role models
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[Verse 1 - Rich Boy]
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Right there in between Florida and Mississippi
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Mobile Alabama this is Rich Boy city
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And the bricks get flipped 'cause we close to the water
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If ya ain't gettin' ya dope from me, nigga ya oughta
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I fucked the mayor's daughter, he hate it when I call her
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But I'm still ridin' 'round in that Beamer that he bought her
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*phone rings* There she go now
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But I'm busy gettin' money on the other side of town
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So I ain't a fuckin' john I'll split yo' wig
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And I ain't got shit to do wit' yo' kids
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Look, Rich Boy quit, doin' hardcore shit
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Lil' nigga, fuck school, cop five mo' bricks
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[Chorus w/ (David Banner)]
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I see you ballin', what's up
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This is a motherfuckin' stick up
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(We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
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We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it)
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I'll fall off at the club wit' the thang on my waist
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Lay down the whole place
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(We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it
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We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it)
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[Verse 2 - Attitude]
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Let me welcome you to my world, Chevy's and dirt roads
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Cheap liquor, pimp niggas that work hoes
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Big trucks, niggas gettin' they swerve on
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Country niggas ain't slow, fuck what you heard homes
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Get a Swisher, lit it, switchin' on some killa shit
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Poke out'cha chest, ball up ya fist buddy ya still a bitch
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My niggas ignorant, foolish bunch of belligerants
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We hit the V.I.P. pullin' bitches and spillin' shit
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So if it seem like I'm buzzin' I'm sholliz
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Fuckin' wit' my country cousin and them, from Mobile
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'Bama bred backwood niggas we so trill
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Let the foot watch me and lil Rich gettin' in hoes' ears
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What it is? Damn right, we ain't a role model
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Half-pints to half a gallon, we drank the whole bottle
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That's why them hoes holla, they know I'm 'bout a dollar
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And they might, get to ride Impala, only if they swallow
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3 - Rich Boy]
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I see the kids wanna rap like me
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'Cause ya see me wit' the bitches livin' life on T.V.
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Around in my hood, boys fillin' graves up
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Niggas talkin' that shit, see the techs raise up
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Hangin' wit' the convicts and my boy Attitude
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I was fuckin' plenty bitches in the back of the school
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Can't you tell motherfucker I was raised by the streets
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Fuck you studio gangstas, niggas reppin' on beats
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My uncle doin' fed down in Talladega bitch
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It ain't shit you can tell me about Lil' Rich
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You better take ya lil' kids to the pastor
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Rich Boy ain't a role model for them bastards
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[Bridge]
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We ain't role models (we be smokin')
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We ain't role models (we be drankin')
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We ain't role models (we be fuckin' these hoes)
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We ain't role models
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[Chorus]
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Role Models
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Rich Boy |