Juvenile Imma Get Rich lyrics

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Imma Get Rich by Juvenile Imma Get Rich lyrics [Hook x2] Imma get rich or die trying like Phiddy All life long pop bottles like Diddy Bitch, you're only visiting, 'cause this is my city Blame it on your hoes just to say that I did it [Verse 1] I'm official like black and white stripes That bitch you're calling your wife, I've been handle that twice I see you're watching, nigger, analyze wise Observe, I'm about to resatelite heights I live my fucking life down, I don't take the shit The right bottles on the table, I don't drink this shit No disrespect the Diddy, I do it for the hoes Caramels in this bitch, we shoot Juv' exposed I'm killing your momma, my Louis and Dior shit Juvi', you're winner, all your haters better fall grip. I need a big invelous cash, not a kind of pity Ain't got that rustles in them money, but I'm gonna get it Who, me? I'm tryin' to be a nigger rude group I'm about to drop my own Juvenile proud juice Pull off, I act like hoe and get a shoe deal Fuck the world, at first day I ship through meal. [Hook x2] Imma get rich or die trying like Phiddy All life long pop bottles like Diddy Bitch, you're only visiting, 'cause this is my city Blame it on your hoes just to say that I did it [Verse 2] Customized French suits, crocodile shoes, I'm elevated, it's all the conversation about you I see you nigger living like you're seeing in a dream 'Cause I got translation imagination in a grin So why the contracts that I'm trying to get paid I got homes, I can say you anything and and say you're here from Fly in the motherfucker swag, I got wheez And I'm running like a company like Jimmy AV You know you're getting money when you bitch are in Forbes And you ain't gonna say a shit to get a bitch under the folds And in the fin, the life it's gonna take it's own course Nobody helping me and we open his own doors. Making too much money to be worried about credit We're tired in my city as we're chatting like Betty's Niggers don't get it and they act like it's a game torn They won't mean the telethon, how could I explain it to them? [Hook x2] Imma get rich or die trying like Phiddy All life long pop bottles like Diddy Bitch, you're only visiting, 'cause this is my city Blame it on your hoes just to say that I did it

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