I'm rich like a hot noise, rich, rich, rich I'll take you out boy So stuck up, I'd wish you'd stick in to me Flesh ripped off Turnin' it, beatin' no
Rich world, poor world Everyday it?s gettin? modified Rich world, poor world Aren?t you glad you?re on the western side? Individual luxury just might
Hover, hover, straight to my head The riches are dry of living the lie And bringing trouble, trouble back in my bed Where nobody can save me 'cause the
winter clothes You ain't got nothing You can't let go Now tell your mother You love her She already knows Now Costa Rica We got nothing to do
Poor little rich girl, you're a bewitched girl Better be aware Laughing at danger, virtual stranger Better take care The life you lead sets all your
Your car stereo is state of the art, My ghetto-blaster is fallin' apart. But, Hey man! Your all show, You only listen to techno (echo) Scream! Your
D Barbelivren/F Bernheim Arrete de pleurer Babelou Sur I'argent qui vant plus un clou Arrete de dire que t'es toute seule Ici c'est chacun pour sa gueule
(d barbelivren-f bernheim) Arrite de pleurer babelou Sur i'argent qui vant plus un clou Arrite de dire que t'es toute seule Ici c'est chacun pour sa
I like a girl with caked up makeup In the sunshine smoking cigarettes to pass the time Who wakes up to a bottle of wine on the nightstand Bites and scratches
She left you 1958 When the thought of another fifteen years Was more than she could face But did you miss her much well hey You never gave her too much
Today you're walking in this terrible city thinkin' about all you missed in your life your house is paid and your wife is not gone and you've got a new
You say you're gonna testify Lie away, lie away So you're gonna gun me down Go ahead, fire away You say you'll bring the curtain down Turn around, walk
Why, why, why, why, why, why Why, why? Cash money, Rich Niggaz, look Loud pipes, big rims, nigga, that's my life As I pull up at the club, sorry, that
amor se marchito cuando tuve que marchar. Y ella por siempre vivira, dentro de mi corazon porque yo nunca olvidare lo bvello de esa nacion. Ay! Costa Rica
[chorus 4x] It's time to make another million [esham] I be the insane nigga wit the migraine Headaches, stressed out, havin million dollar doubts Nigga
Uno, dos, tres, quatros........arriba! I've seen you walking down the street What's that big dog by your feet Whatever it is, it could do with a beating
lucky jerk You lucky jerk I'm so unsettled, I'm superstitious You're so rattled, you're suspicious You lucky You lucky jerk You left your lion on a beach in Costa Rica
All and all is one thing today One good effort made on its way To take in a love and pass on a feeling Of heart in chest slowly unpeeling Lilly can take
