Rich Da Kid - Please Don't Cry lyrics

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Rich Da Kid - Please Don't Cry lyrics

Yeah A-WALL A-WALL sh** Rich Hella fun in this motherf**er right quick Yeah, yeah, yeah Baby wanna ride with the surfer Baby like the white Coca-Cola I'm way too high to be sober So please don't cry on my shoulder Pop it, sh**, pop it, sh** You too loud, I'm too lit Water all on my wrist You don't understand this drip Bet you can't do it like this Bet you can't do it like this (Ooh) Bet you can't do it like this (No) Bet you can't do it like this (sh**) Water all on my wrist (Drip) I done came through and got rich (Bullsh**) I'm way too high to be sober So please don't cry on my shoulder (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Please don't cry on my shoulder Way too high to be sober Please don't cry on my shoulder Please don't cry, please don't cry (Ay, ay, ooh) Girl, you trippin', please baby, don't cry (Please baby, don't cry, please baby, don't cry) That p**y mine, please baby, don't lie (Please baby, don't lie) I'm a real pimp (Real Pimp) Lean on a n***a like like rocket chip (What? what?) I done blowed up, now, I'm outta here Woah, baby, don't whine (Baby, don't whine) Please baby, don't whine, whine, whine Ayy, don't waste my time (Don't waste my time) Don't waste my time, don't waste my time I know you fine, ooh (I know you fine) One of a kind, I might pull up (I might pull up) skrt Then I drop the top (Skrt) I might pull up (I might pull up) skrt Then, buy you a drop Wipe your tears (Wipe your tears) Ain't no fear (Ain't no fear) Daddy here (Daddy here) New Monclear (Ayy, baby, come here, yeah) Please don't cry on my shoulder Way too high to be sober Please don't cry on my shoulder Please don't cry, please, please don't cry Keep my baby with me like a stroller Know she got that wet, super soaker Knock it out the park, call me Sosa Get them p**y walls reupholstered Wake up with the strap like it's Folgers Heat by my side, Eric Spoelstra Super sport the ride in the motor You can never show her what I showed her, yeah, yeah Young n***a rich, dripping boulders Ears, mouth, neck and wrist, dripping boulders Cold, I can feel my heart gettin' colder So, please don't cry on my shoulder Let's whip out the Rolls, let's call up some hoes, ain't it dope Now she fell in love, when she found I got the antidote Partner sellin' dope, got that boy, he got that girl I'm like baby girl, eat this dick just like a churro Ooh, we ball, alcohol, fives every night If you fine, you can skip the line anytime Blow a bag, pop a tag, blow a bag, pop a tag Way she call me daddy, I wonder if her papa mad Please don't cry on my shoulder Way too high to be sober Please don't cry on my shoulder Please don't cry on my shoulder Please don't cry on my shoulder Please don't cry Please don't cry on my shoulder Please don't cry, please, please don't cry

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