Rich Homie Quan - Hurt No More
Aye I made an oath to my homies man
I told em they ain't gotta hurt no more
And I told em that's my word man
Rich homie baby, yeah
They tell me make a wish
And I say whole thang
Give them folks my alias
And not my whole name
My cousin on my daddy side sell cocaine
Take off on that purple, call it soul plane
I get my blow from bone and ricky cause they dope the same
If you get locked up unpredicted then that hoe to blame
Should of never let that bitch knew you was on the way
You can blow from out that sack if you keep your pokerface
Fuck that, break your shoulder blades
Whole trumph don't throw ya spaides
Left my xbox in the water so I can soak the game
I heard yo lawyer blowed the case you need yo own help
Nigga you cant do shit for me
Bitch I pay my own self
Home employed
My rich homies ain't gotta work no more
They saying
I cant put rich homies on my shirt no more
I got em paying fa my attention ain't gone hurt before
Every chance I'm with em I tell my niggas that
We ain't gone hurt no more yeah
I tell em we ain't gone hurt no more yeah
We ain't gone hurt no more
I tell em we ain't gone hurt no more yeah
If you was thinking I was gone, I'm back baby
Hate picking up the phone, send a fax baby
I'm riding in a ghost call it pat swazy
Yo mama did dope while she was pregnant nigga you's a crack baby
No keyboard but I'm backspacing
No precious I love fat faces
If it don't make money then it don't make sense
Rich homies they stank cause they on they shit
And ion get hit nigga I ain't vick nigga
See Imma rich nigga but I'll spray spray spray
I got me six figures
My clique bigger than the kkk its a whole lotta us
You ain't shit nigga we ain't with nigga
You say you killed nigga but you ain't killed niggas
I'm a real nigga
Lemme tell you how it is nigga
These niggas try to come in your face just to see whats going on
And it be the same ones that take off when everything start going wrong
They say that lame bitch straight and she ain't hurt fa nothing
That same nigga hating
Got em working fa me
Home employed
My rich homies ain't gotta work no more
They saying
I cant put rich homies on my shirt no more
I got em paying fa my attention ain't gone hurt before
Every chance I'm with em I tell my niggas that
We ain't gone hurt no more yeah
I tell em we ain't gone hurt no more yeah
We ain't gone hurt no more
I tell em we ain't gone hurt no more yeah
We ain't gone hurt no more yeah
We ain't gone hurt no more
I tell em we ain't gone hurt no more
I told em they ain't gotta hurt no more
And I told em that's my word man
Rich homie baby, yeah
They tell me make a wish
And I say whole thang
Give them folks my alias
And not my whole name
My cousin on my daddy side sell cocaine
Take off on that purple, call it soul plane
I get my blow from bone and ricky cause they dope the same
If you get locked up unpredicted then that hoe to blame
Should of never let that bitch knew you was on the way
You can blow from out that sack if you keep your pokerface
Fuck that, break your shoulder blades
Whole trumph don't throw ya spaides
Left my xbox in the water so I can soak the game
I heard yo lawyer blowed the case you need yo own help
Nigga you cant do shit for me
Bitch I pay my own self
Home employed
My rich homies ain't gotta work no more
They saying
I cant put rich homies on my shirt no more
I got em paying fa my attention ain't gone hurt before
Every chance I'm with em I tell my niggas that
We ain't gone hurt no more yeah
I tell em we ain't gone hurt no more yeah
We ain't gone hurt no more
I tell em we ain't gone hurt no more yeah
If you was thinking I was gone, I'm back baby
Hate picking up the phone, send a fax baby
I'm riding in a ghost call it pat swazy
Yo mama did dope while she was pregnant nigga you's a crack baby
No keyboard but I'm backspacing
No precious I love fat faces
If it don't make money then it don't make sense
Rich homies they stank cause they on they shit
And ion get hit nigga I ain't vick nigga
See Imma rich nigga but I'll spray spray spray
I got me six figures
My clique bigger than the kkk its a whole lotta us
You ain't shit nigga we ain't with nigga
You say you killed nigga but you ain't killed niggas
I'm a real nigga
Lemme tell you how it is nigga
These niggas try to come in your face just to see whats going on
And it be the same ones that take off when everything start going wrong
They say that lame bitch straight and she ain't hurt fa nothing
That same nigga hating
Got em working fa me
Home employed
My rich homies ain't gotta work no more
They saying
I cant put rich homies on my shirt no more
I got em paying fa my attention ain't gone hurt before
Every chance I'm with em I tell my niggas that
We ain't gone hurt no more yeah
I tell em we ain't gone hurt no more yeah
We ain't gone hurt no more
I tell em we ain't gone hurt no more yeah
We ain't gone hurt no more yeah
We ain't gone hurt no more
I tell em we ain't gone hurt no more
Aye I made an oath to my homies man
I told em they ain't gotta hurt no more
And I told em that's my word man
Rich homie baby, yeah
They tell me make a wish
And I say whole thang
Give them folks my alias
And not my whole name
My cousin on my daddy side sell cocaine
Take off on that purple, call it soul plane
I get my blow from bone and ricky cause they dope the same
If you get locked up unpredicted then that hoe to blame
Should of never let that bitch knew you was on the way
You can blow from out that sack if you keep your pokerface
Fuck that, break your shoulder blades
Whole trumph don't throw ya spaides
Left my xbox in the water so I can soak the game
I heard yo lawyer blowed the case you need yo own help
Nigga you cant do shit for me
Bitch I pay my own self
Home employed
My rich homies ain't gotta work no more
They saying
I cant put rich homies on my shirt no more
I got em paying fa my attention ain't gone hurt before
Every chance I'm with em I tell my niggas that
We ain't gone hurt no more yeah
I tell em we ain't gone hurt no more yeah
We ain't gone hurt no more
I tell em we ain't gone hurt no more yeah
If you was thinking I was gone, I'm back baby
Hate picking up the phone, send a fax baby
I'm riding in a ghost call it pat swazy
Yo mama did dope while she was pregnant nigga you's a crack baby
No keyboard but I'm backspacing
No precious I love fat faces
If it don't make money then it don't make sense
Rich homies they stank cause they on they shit
And ion get hit nigga I ain't vick nigga
See Imma rich nigga but I'll spray spray spray
I got me six figures
My clique bigger than the kkk its a whole lotta us
You ain't shit nigga we ain't with nigga
You say you killed nigga but you ain't killed niggas
I'm a real nigga
Lemme tell you how it is nigga
These niggas try to come in your face just to see whats going on
And it be the same ones that take off when everything start going wrong
They say that lame bitch straight and she ain't hurt fa nothing
That same nigga hating
Got em working fa me
Home employed
My rich homies ain't gotta work no more
They saying
I cant put rich homies on my shirt no more
I got em paying fa my attention ain't gone hurt before
Every chance I'm with em I tell my niggas that
We ain't gone hurt no more yeah
I tell em we ain't gone hurt no more yeah
We ain't gone hurt no more
I tell em we ain't gone hurt no more yeah
We ain't gone hurt no more yeah
We ain't gone hurt no more
I tell em we ain't gone hurt no more
I told em they ain't gotta hurt no more
And I told em that's my word man
Rich homie baby, yeah
They tell me make a wish
And I say whole thang
Give them folks my alias
And not my whole name
My cousin on my daddy side sell cocaine
Take off on that purple, call it soul plane
I get my blow from bone and ricky cause they dope the same
If you get locked up unpredicted then that hoe to blame
Should of never let that bitch knew you was on the way
You can blow from out that sack if you keep your pokerface
Fuck that, break your shoulder blades
Whole trumph don't throw ya spaides
Left my xbox in the water so I can soak the game
I heard yo lawyer blowed the case you need yo own help
Nigga you cant do shit for me
Bitch I pay my own self
Home employed
My rich homies ain't gotta work no more
They saying
I cant put rich homies on my shirt no more
I got em paying fa my attention ain't gone hurt before
Every chance I'm with em I tell my niggas that
We ain't gone hurt no more yeah
I tell em we ain't gone hurt no more yeah
We ain't gone hurt no more
I tell em we ain't gone hurt no more yeah
If you was thinking I was gone, I'm back baby
Hate picking up the phone, send a fax baby
I'm riding in a ghost call it pat swazy
Yo mama did dope while she was pregnant nigga you's a crack baby
No keyboard but I'm backspacing
No precious I love fat faces
If it don't make money then it don't make sense
Rich homies they stank cause they on they shit
And ion get hit nigga I ain't vick nigga
See Imma rich nigga but I'll spray spray spray
I got me six figures
My clique bigger than the kkk its a whole lotta us
You ain't shit nigga we ain't with nigga
You say you killed nigga but you ain't killed niggas
I'm a real nigga
Lemme tell you how it is nigga
These niggas try to come in your face just to see whats going on
And it be the same ones that take off when everything start going wrong
They say that lame bitch straight and she ain't hurt fa nothing
That same nigga hating
Got em working fa me
Home employed
My rich homies ain't gotta work no more
They saying
I cant put rich homies on my shirt no more
I got em paying fa my attention ain't gone hurt before
Every chance I'm with em I tell my niggas that
We ain't gone hurt no more yeah
I tell em we ain't gone hurt no more yeah
We ain't gone hurt no more
I tell em we ain't gone hurt no more yeah
We ain't gone hurt no more yeah
We ain't gone hurt no more
I tell em we ain't gone hurt no more
Rich Homie Quan Search: Rich Homie Quan
- Nigga YMCMB (Feat. Lil Wayne, Nicki Minaj, Meek Mill) Rich Homie Quan, Young Thug
- Mamacita (Feat. Travis Scott) Rich Homie Quan, Young Thug
- New Young Niggas (Feat. Young Scooter) Rich Homie Quan, Young Thug
- Tell Em Rich Homie Quan, Young Thug
- Pull Up Rich Homie Quan, Young Thug
- Into Deep (Feat. Migos) Rich Homie Quan, Young Thug
- Cooking It Up (Feat. Cash Out) Rich Homie Quan, Young Thug
- Right Back (Feat. Jeezy) Rich Homie Quan, Young Thug
- Ride Out (분노의 질주: 더 세븐(Fast & Furious 7) OST) Kid Ink, Tyga, YG, Rich Homie Quan
- Ride Out Kid Ink, Tyga, Wale, YG, Rich Homie Quan
- Ride Out Kid Ink, Tyga, Wale, YG, Rich Homie Quan
- Flex (Ooh, Ooh, Ooh) Rich Homie Quan
- I Get Rich Homie Quan
- Daddy Rich Homie Quan
- I Swear Rich Homie Quan
- Tell Em (Lies) Rich Homie Quan, Young Thug
- Now I Know Rich Homie Quan
- We Gone Be Straight Rich Homie Quan
- We Gone Be Straight Rich Homie Quan
- All I Need Rich Homie Quan
- All I Need Rich Homie Quan
- Tell Me Why (Feat. Drake) Rich Homie Quan, Birdman, Young Thug
- Up Up And Away Rich Homie Quan, Birdman, Young Thug
- Aye Rich Homie Quan, Birdman, Young Thug
- Favorite Rich Homie Quan, Birdman, Young Thug
- Warrior Rich Homie Quan, Birdman, Young Thug
- Brain Nichols Rich Homie Quan, Birdman, Young Thug
- Never Made Rich Homie Quan, Birdman, Young Thug
- Water Rich Homie Quan, Birdman, Young Thug
- Mister Rich Homie Quan, Birdman, Young Thug
- Time Rich Homie Quan, Birdman, Young Thug
- Should I Rich Homie Quan, Birdman, Young Thug
- Roll It Rich Homie Quan, Birdman, Young Thug
- Type of Way Rich Homie Quan
- Still Going In Rich Homie Quan
- Still Going In Rich Homie Quan
- Hurt No More Rich Homie Quan
- Hurt No More Rich Homie Quan
- Lord Forgive Me Rich Homie Quan
- Better Watch What You Sayin Rich Homie Quan
- Better Watch What You Sayin Rich Homie Quan
- Party Rich Homie Quan
- Replay Rich Homie Quan
- Replay Rich Homie Quan
- Smile Rich Homie Quan
- Hold Up (Feat. Diddy & Trae Tha Truth) T.I., Young Jeezy, Rich Homie Quan
- Givenchy Rich Homie Quan, Young Thug
- Freestyle Rich Homie Quan, Young Thug
- Finally Made It Rich Homie Quan
- Finally Made It Rich Homie Quan
- Flex (Ooh, Ooh, Ooh) Rich Homie Quan
- Differences Rich Homie Quan
- Choices Rich Homie Quan
- Pass Around Rich Homie Quan
- Can`t Judge Her Rich Homie Quan
- Investment Rich Homie Quan
- Get It Back Rich Homie Quan
- Get It Back Rich Homie Quan
- Investment Rich Homie Quan
- Stop Breathing Rich Homie Quan
- Brand New Rich Homie Quan
- 3 Words Rich Homie Quan
- Ten Rich Homie Quan
- 1 Thing Bout Me (Feat. Tasha Catour) Rich Homie Quan
- Cant Help It (Feat. SJR) Rich Homie Quan
- Heart Cold Rich Homie Quan
- Money Fold Rich Homie Quan
- Back End Rich Homie Quan
- Can`t Judge Her Rich Homie Quan
- Word Of Mouth Rich Homie Quan
- Differences Rich Homie Quan
- Remember Rich Homie Quan
- Pass Around Rich Homie Quan
- Choices Rich Homie Quan
- Heart Cold Rich Homie Quan
- Da Streetz Rich Homie Quan