ترانه:
Rich Boy Let S Get This Paper

you don't let me die this time Money, my motivator, my mouth, my money maker No, I don't see them haters, so let's go get this paper Our Father who

Finna Tear Dat Ass Up Like Its My 1st Piece Of Pussy Off. [Verse 1:] This One 4 Tha D-Boyz Wit Da Ice On They Arm. Zone 4- Kan't 4get Polow Da Don.

t let me down this time Money my motivator, my mouth my money maker No I don't see them haters, so let's go get this paper [Bridge 3: Rich Boy] Our Father

mo paper (Chorus) [Bow Wow] We some get money niggas Get get money niggas (x3) See one thing we have in common Is that we some get money niggas (Hate) [Soulja Boy] This

this hospital man f**k that Tell that reporter to go pick up ten thousand from Dez and go take about like twenty G's from Gino Tell that muh'f**ker get

This apple sauce is from the apple orchid This kinda talk is only reserved for the bosses Which means I get it from the ground Which means you get it

cause there's some pussy ass niggaz round here [Fel] One shot, hey! [Lay] Two shots, it'll pass you in, and make them pussy niggaz get from round here

Polo, Louis to Gucci, like that's one fresh jacket They lookin' at a n-gga, like that's one fresh bastard I'm rich, bitch, see the shit that this cash get

I.v's. Now let me get that hand clap, yah, let me get that hand clap. I'm rich and black. I'm young and strapped. You goin get yo man clapped, you goin