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Role Models

Parents should go out and play with their kids

'Cause we ain't no damn role models, real G's

Right there in between Florida and Mississippi

Mobile Alabama this is Rich Boy city

And the bricks get flipped 'cause we close to the water

If ya ain't gettin' ya dope from me, nigga, ya oughta

I fucked the mayor's daughter, he hate it when I call her

But I'm still ridin' 'round in that Beamer that he bought her

There she go now but I'm busy

Gettin' money on the other side of town

So I ain't a fuckin' clan I'll split yo' wig

And I ain't got shit to do wit' yo' kids

Look, Rich Boy quit doin' hardcore shit

Lil' nigga, fuck school, cop five mo' bricks

I see you ballin', yeah, what's up?

This is a motherfuckin' stick up

We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it

We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it

I'll fall off at the club, like the thang on my waist, yeah

Then lay down the whole place

We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it

We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it

Let me welcome you to my world, Chevy's and dirt roads

Cheap liquor, pimp niggas that work hoes

Big trucks, niggas gettin' they swerve on

Country niggas ain't slow, fuck what you heard, homes

Get a Swisher, lit it, switchin' on some killa shit

Poke out your chest, ball up ya fist, buddy, ya still a bitch

My niggas ignorant, foolish bunch of belligerents

We hit the VIP, pullin' bitches and spillin' shit

So if it seem like I'm buzzin', I'm sholliz

Fuckin' wit' my country cousin and them, from Mobile

'Bama bred backwood, niggas, we so trill

Well, let the foot watch me and lil' Rich gettin' in hoes' ears

What it is? Damn right, we ain't a role model

Half pints to half a gallon, we drank the whole bottle

That's why them hoes holla, they know them 'bout a dollar

And they might get to ride Impala, if them bitches swa

I see you ballin', yeah, what's up?

This is a motherfuckin' stick up

We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it

We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it

I'll fall off at the club, like the thang on my waist, yeah

Then lay down the whole place

We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it

We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it

I see the kids wanna rap like me

'Cause ya see me wit' the bitches livin' life on TV

Around in my hood, boys fillin' graves up

Niggas talkin' that shit, see the Techs raise up

Hangin' wit' the convicts and my boy attitude

I was fuckin' them the bitches in the back of the school

Can't you tell, motherfucker, I was raised by the streets?

Fuck you studio gangstas, niggas reppin' on beats

My uncle doin' fed down in Talladega, bitch

It ain't shit you can tell me about Lil' Rich

You better take ya lil' kids to the pastor

'Cause Rich Boy ain't a role model for them bastards

We ain't role models

(We be smokin')

We ain't role models

(We be drankin')

We ain't role models

(We be fuckin' these hoes)

We ain't role models

I see you ballin', yeah, what's up?

This is a motherfuckin' stick up

We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it

We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it

I'll fall off at the club, like the thang on my waist, yeah

Then lay down the whole place

We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it

We'll take yo' shit and think nothin' about it

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