Songtext zu 'Getting Rich' von Young Dro

[intro:]
Like that nigga
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Uh huh uh huh uh huh

[chorus x2:]
We gettin rich nigga
We gettin rich nigga
They like this nigga
(uh huh uh huh we gettin rich uh huh uh huh)
We gettin rich nigga
We gettin rich nigga
They like this nigga

[dro:]
Rapper snapper cali-coast packer, over seas map chevy pint right-after(?)
Oh mighty god im a trappa, ridin in this waffle house chargin cardie master
Zoom three bastards, i can get them ghost like casper
Fat bank-roll like jasper, 25 keys' in nebraska lord please make it all freeze i believe in disaster
Jesus is after, self-preservation is first, tell kids education is first
Sellin dope is only makin is worst niggas play wit da work, get shot then lay in a hurst, pray and divert

God can ya hear me in da hemi, fully auto semi and a 50 bottle remy

Ridin down deihl on skinnies, sittin on 26 inches in my fruit punch linen, due punch spinnin
Imma keep trappin and trappin until i make it in this goddamn rappin
Imma tell em all how it happened, sommerhill to killemer court, with no goddamn cap in, dro

[chorus]

[sunshine:]
Twenty-five grand on the wrist, if i was a nigga yall bitches would be on my dick
Chocolate covered pumps from berlin yeah sunshine take trips, you like how them seven jeans grip my hips, im lookin all sassy when i like my lips when i see these tricks
My pockets stay fat with a grip carrots stay flashin i look then i pose with a tip
Yall cant do it like me im fly, gotta drop the top like whenever i ride
I get by with my homie on the side x-t-a-c-i- no lie
Young dro, big bro yeah we get dough
100 yard dash fake niggas got to go
Only real bitches feel me at the show fiendin for that x and imma give'em a lil more(uhhh huuuhhh)we gettin rich nigga if ya wanna holla then u gotta be the shit nigga, fuck it tho they haul it overseas, i told yall punk hoes better get like me nigga

[chorus]

[dro:]
You dont wanna try me its the principle i am so difficult, my life is irresistable, they judge me in municiple, state court lawyers make dros case fixable, a million doallas every year, grand hustle richable, benz coupe sixable, lotta models are kissable, diamonds are wristable, the finger on my wrist is blue im the only nigga that a bunch of people listen too, tell me that im lyrical, i promise that my miracle spiritual, even though my conditions are critical, double length scereble, by god man im hearable, lord i am fearable, im hard but im terrible, ss impala ride out veerable wood grain steering wheel, the punch trunk is teer blue, pop krystal like ya niggas pop ya beer to, shots to ya crib queer and aint nobody hearin you, young dro, fairy hoe nigga we aint fearin you.

(yo, see u know we gettin rich anyway nigga so you better sit back and watch this shit, young dro , ya, you see me on the block you see me walkin the blocks aye , we gettin rich nigga!)

[chorus]