Rich Boy D-boyz Lyrics

D-boyz lyrics

[Rich Boy:] Ay Fresh. tell em wat we bout to get boi

[Bridge: Mannie Fresh]
Money, cars, clothes, hoes,
motherfuckin diamond on ma motherfuckin toes
shooted in you bank trick sniff it up your nose
Dope man slammin dem cadillac doors
Still Money, cars, clothes, hoes
crackagator shoes wit da big bank roll
I'm da reason why niggas gotta get up and get it
dope man ice wit da shirt and da fitted

[Hook: Rich Boy]
(D-boy...)
who da nigga rollin thru da hood errr body wanna see (D-boy...)
who da nigga in da hood all da yung one wanna be (D-boy...)
who da fine ass hoe wanna fuck who dey wanna suck (D-boy...)
(yea) da mothafuckin d-boy, (D-boy...) (yea) da mothafuckin d-boy (D-boy...)

[Verse 1: Rich Boy]
to ma niggas in da hood wit dere mouth fulla rock
da boi on da block still runin from da cop (wieoup wieoup)
dope in da sock watchin fo da polic
tattoos wit da jewrl and da gold teeth
err day he in da kitchen wit da
cuz da project taught him how to make bricks
yea he let it cook till it rock hard
even tho he kno he might get locked up (brrgiiiiiiiiiiiiing)
in da cell cuz somebody might care
iz niggas doin time fo illegal drug sell
wit no fare callin home from da prison phone
and u da nigga dat ain't even find a go phone
we get fucked by da damn govament
cuz dey da one movin all da white shit (white shit)
fo da boy tryin to get up off da dope game
hurry up cuz dey comin thru da door man

[Hook: Rich Boy]
(D-boy...)
who da nigga rollin thru da hood errr body wanna see (D-boy...)
who da nigga in da hood all da yung one wanna be (D-boy...)
who da fine ass hoe wanna fuck who dey wanna suck (D-boy...)
(yea) da mothafuckin d-boy, (D-boy...) (yea) da mothafuckin d-boy (D-boy...)

[Verse 2: Rich Boy]
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Fresh white tee wit da fresh white sneak
rollin thru da hood in a ol skool fleek
nigga he in da hood err body wanna be
da boy wit da tee why da hatin on me
we slangin hard cuz we couldn't get a job
i drop outta skool but am still street smart
around hurr we ain't playin wit da boi scout
cuz nigga rop in da drought wen da doper
by da grak house waitin fo da next thang
tryna make thang leavin of da hood dream
from da dope wit da powder and da coccaine
da dope man da nigga wit da street thang
shooted up da thang thru it out your nose
its all about the Money, cars, clothes, hoes
da reason why niggas gotta get up and get it
dope man ice wit da shirt and da fitted (get it)

[Bridge: Mannie Fresh]
Money, cars, clothes, hoes,
motherfuckin diamond on ma motherfuckin toes
shooted in you bank trick sniff it up your nose
Dope man slammin dem cadillac doors
Still Money, cars, clothes, hoes
crackagator shoes wit da big bank roll
I'm da reason why niggas gotta get up and get it
dope man ice wit da shirt and da fitted

[Verse 3: Rich Boy]
I did it fo ma boyz in on street tryna eat (tryna eat)
dem boyz in dis game tryna make it err week (err week)
street team makin money wit da team (wit da team)
serve it to da dope beam fo da tripple beam
stay up on your grind get your money den shine
Is alotta drug deala doin hard time
I dedicated to ma boyz dat dey still in
And to ma niggaz dat would neva see da street again

[Hook: Rich Boy]
(D-boy...)
who da nigga rollin thru da hood errr body wanna see (D-boy...)
who da nigga in da hood all da yung one wanna be (D-boy...)
who da fine ass hoe wanna fuck who dey wanna suck (D-boy...)
(yea) da mothafuckin d-boy, (D-boy...) (yea) da mothafuckin d-boy (D-boy...)

these lyrics are submitted by kaan