Rich Kidd Harris - My Homie lyrics

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Rich Kidd Harris - My Homie lyrics

[hook] Stayed down for the come up and I came up with (my homie) Even if I had a lotta money and alotta fame I'll never change up on (my homie) She wanna f** Jordan She wanna f** OG She might as well be one of the homies My who? (my homie) Stay true to (my homie) And imma come through for (my homie) [verse 1: Rich Kidd] Stand down by my homie Ruger on my homie so don't play around my homie Twin set of some big guns I'll spray rounds for my homie YSL you know we stoners And my n***a gone always stand beside me f** that f** n***a He behind me (WHO JOrdAN?) You know who I mean, that b**h n***a f** n***a mad Cause I'm a Rich n***a On his head I put big figures (gone die today) [hook] [verse 2] My homies, I swear that I love them I put no one above them I love all of my brothers (slime) I love all of my bousins My bae One of a kind a dime a dozen These other n***as wanna get down I got 6 rounds Middle finger tell em f** em Slimy b**hes cannot trust em I shoot your mamma house up with no f**ing repracussion [hook]

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