Juvenile - Imma Get Rich lyrics

rate me

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

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.

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

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?

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