Filthy Rich - South Park Mexican

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It's the same ol' sh*t in the same a** place

My studio smells like ten ask trays

My ni**a still gettin' too f**ked up

And I'm still smokin' too much blunts

Haters always gon' run they mouth

And keep tryin' to take me out

Mama always gonna worry herself

And me I can't forget the pain I felt

Even though I drive a new 6 double O

They be thinkin' like "What is Los frontin' for "

I bought a club and they filled up with envy

Now every body pissed cuz they can't get in free

New enimies still poppin' up

Throw away gats still chop 'em up

I walk in and the whole club stands still

More money more problems that's real

This is what an ol' G told me

Filthy rich and dyin' lonely

"F**k a benz and f**k a rolly

Life is what you make it homie "

This is what an ol' G told me

Filthy rich and dyin' lonely

"F**k a benz and f**k a rolly

Life is what you make it homie "

My little baby-girl just turned 6

I gave her the biggest room in my crib

She gets what she wants so does her mama

I don't think they know the value of a dollar

Fine-a** b**ches all in my limosine

I just wish I was jumpin' on my trampoline

But my babies I miss my children

To me that's worth more than trillions and trillions

She calls me "Fat-boy" says I'm "loco"

And she doesn't understand when I gotta go

Hope she doesn't think I don't wanna be wit her

Hope she knows that it hurts not to be wit her

Hope she knows that wit her I'm the happiest

I can't make it to her PE and no practices

When I was young my ol' man left us

And I pray dat she won't be like I was

This is what an ol' G told me

Filthy rich and dyin' lonely

"F**k a benz and f**k a rolly

Life is what you make it homie "

This is what an ol' G told me

Filthy rich and dyin' lonely

"F**k a benz and f**k a rolly

Life is what you make it homie "

Playa hataz wanna play me close

Do you really wanna meet Carlos

Do you really wanna feel my wrath

Mad cuz your b**ch want my aut-o-graph

Ni**a I don't wanna f**k yo' hoe

But I'll let her suck my dick and lick my a**-hole

Started out with a silly game of footsie

Now I got her eatin' out her best friends p**sy

Rollin' hydro sippin' on Chris

When I was broke I would dream about this

Get my back rubbed in a big bath tub

I don't know her name but she says Amanda

I got 7 G's sittin' in my pants

And my jewlry is underneath those lamps

I'm gettin' sleepy all you hoes gotta bail

Once again I'm in the bed by myself

All alone in another city

I get my bill the Chris was 9 50

2 G's for them bottles of Don P

It was just me and the hoes was free

This is what an ol' G told me

Filthy rich and dyin' lonely

"F**k a benz and f**k a rolly

Life is what you make it homie "

This is what an ol' G told me

Filthy rich and dyin' lonely

"F**k a benz and f**k a rolly

Life is what you make it homie "

Yeah f**k a benz f**k a rolly

Family comes first and I'm alone

Ye-e-e-eah

This is what an ol' G told me

He died lonely