Cotton Candy Caleb - Dig lyrics

[Intro] It ain't no trick to get rich quick If you dig, dig, dig with a shovel or a pick In a mine! In a mine! In a mine! In a mine! Cotton Candy on this, with your boy Amir Royale Where a million diamonds shine! [Verse 1: Cotton Candy Caleb] Said, "I'm so official, I don't even needed was a whistle” I took that line from lil Weezy and lil Drizzle Yes, it's the n***a with that Care Bear Drizzle And for get what'chu heard, cause I don't even care a little It's the D to the izzle, they really can't see me So fresh like that baby, but sick like a preemie Girls double team me—they catch me in that parking lot I used to get f**ed over but now I only f** a lot I love being nerdy, n***as shop at Walmart Shop so I mall cop, call that n***a Paul Blart I'mma have to drug fart, meaning that my sh**'s dope n***a in a bow-tie—now that's my f**ing kinfolk Girls used to say no, like I got a virgin car But now they saying yes, cause I got a European car And yes, my European car speaks for itself I don't wear that j**elry, it's bad for your health [Refrain] It ain't no trick to get rich quick It ain't no trick to get rich quick It ain't no trick to get rich quick It ain't no trick to get rich quick [Verse 2: Amir Royale] I'm a Guatemalan empanada, enchilada eater With a lot of heat, a lot, a lot of fever, pardon me I'm falling on my feet, I've had couple drinks I've had couple beers, P.S About a liter of Modelo, cheers I'm a creature of the night, KISS Got a n***a looking like Prince when he pull up to kiosk Feel like a won the lotto in this b**h and all I did was dig This sh** for my abuelita I'm a co*ky mothaf**a with an attitude Rod you ever been with my girl?—yeah, I have dude But don't blame me, bro I had to do it Otherwise the whole crew would of had her too And oh, your a** would have never even known How'd I get so big? When'd I get so grown? I'mma put it in my will—throw it all in my casket So you can't have sh**, 'less your a** dig [Refrain] It ain't no trick to get rich quick It ain't no trick to get rich quick It ain't no trick to get rich quick It ain't no trick to get rich— [Outro - Skit] When you are finished recording, please hang up Or for delivery options, press pound—*beep* Yo my guy, deada**? Yo, where you at Dave? I seen you! I seen you on the Ave! I seen you hop on that Q3—why you running from me? I heard you making moves; You got a job now, you recording You here spitting fire and all that... I seen your girl the other day too! What you doing bro?! Where my 10 dollars at my guy? Deada**? Deada**?! You really not gon' pay me?! You really gon' act like you ain't know I'm in town? You know where live! You know where I be at! f** outta here—it's Mack...