GUCCI MANE feat YOUNGBOY NEVER BROKE AGAIN,DABABY – Richer Than Errybody Chords and Lyrics

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This single was released on 13 September 2019.
Vocals: Gucci Mane ,
Producer(s): Lex Luger,
Writer(s): Gucci Mane,,

SongRating: 7/10


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Scale: Eb Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 72
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
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[INTRO]

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[CHORUS:Gucci Mane & YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
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One brick, he think he richer than errybody
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Two bricks, he think he richer than errybody
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Four bricks, he think he richer than errybody
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Fresh out, he thinkin' 'bout robbin' errybody
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Fresh out, he thinkin' 'bout robbin' errybody
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Gucci's a murderer, he got dead bodies
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Certified, he cook way better than errybody
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He traumatized, he done seen too many dead bodies
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I ain't lovin' 'cause these bitches fuckin' errybody
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I drop my top, I do the dance, I'm stuntin' on errybody

[VERSE ONE: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] 
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Drive the McLaren on Bentley corners (Skrrt)
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I ride through the six with that burner on me
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I'ma get that lil' bitch and that's if I want her
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I'ma nut in that ho like a sperm donor
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Sellin' drugs, got the feds on us
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Brand new XD with the beam on it
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I'm lacin' my blunt with that lean on it
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Sippin' dirt, if it's clean, then I'on want it
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My pockets filled with them dead bodies
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YoungBoy thinkin' he richer than everybody
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Nigga, play with my shit? I'ma red-dot him
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That nigga start snitchin', the feds got him
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Gotta eight of that ache in the baby bottle
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Got a hundred round clip on the wooden chopper
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He got him a brick and he started wylin'
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He say he cook better than errybody
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I'ma stay with the stick 'cause I know they watchin'
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I'm droppin' a bag on errybody
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Got a bitch from the  wit' a wide body
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I think that she fuckin' on everybody
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'Til the day that I die, I'ma take narcotics
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Bitch, I'm catchin' a cell on a Palm Pilot
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Got these diamonds all over my fuckin' body
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Like he fuckin' with me? I'ma see about it



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[CHORUS:Gucci Mane & YoungBoy Never Broke Again]  
Ebm
One brick, he think he richer than errybody
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Two bricks, he think he richer than errybody
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Four bricks, he think he richer than errybody
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Fresh out, he thinkin' 'bout robbin' errybody
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Fresh out, he thinkin' 'bout robbin' errybody
Ebm
Gucci's a murderer, he got dead bodies
Ebm
Certified, he cook way better than errybody
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He traumatized, he done seen too many dead bodies
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I ain't lovin' 'cause these bitches fuckin' errybody
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I drop my top, I do the dance, I'm stuntin' on errybody

[VERSE TWO: Gucci Mane] 
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I'm from the zone six, so I seen a lotta dead bodies
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They drain Brook Lake and they brought out all them dead bodies
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I got so rich, them haters got a lot to say about it (Huh?)
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These boys so broke, they need to go to church and pray about it (Damn)
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I bring that dope to Berman Hamptons, call it Gucci county (Skrr, skrr)
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They put some money on my head 'but they couldn't make the bounty
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I was so fucking underground, don't even know how they find me
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Feel like Obama when I move 'cause I keep soldiers 'round me
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I'm not in the NBA but I be ballin' on bitches (Ballin')
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Gotta carry credit cards, my cash too big for my britches
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Yeah I came up out the trenches, I don't fuck wit' no snitches (Yeah)
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Niggas stay trippin' 'til some of they friends come up missin' (Guap)


[VERSE THREE: DaBaby] 
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You ain't never put out on a nigga, then lil' nigga, shut up (Bitch)
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I just rocked a sold out show, 
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I performed for a hour and didn't put my gun up (Lets go)
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If a lil' nigga try me and send out a gun down, 
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That nigga won't live to see sun up (Uh uh)
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Fuck your bitch and I tip her a hundred (Yeah, yeah)
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I show you how to muhfuckin' come up
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If you add up my watch and my wrist and my fist, 
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Before taxes, I spent a whole hundred (A hundred)
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You can go and ask Johnny, he love it, every time he see me, he see money
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I pulled up BET with my kids and my baby mama, they like, "Ooh, he be thuggin'"
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No, I'm just a real nigga with money
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I keep one in the head of that bitch like a bundle
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I'm too rich so I just had to switch up my number
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You play and it's gon' be a murder like YB
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I draw out, you see blood like it's YG (Yeah)
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I done told every nigga to try me (Yeah)
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Some people compare me to Gucci, I drop some new music and caught me a body
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And I don't like hangin' with bitch ass niggas, you gotta be a dog to sit beside me
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My boy got

[CHORUS: Gucci Mane, YoungBoy Never Broke Again & DaBaby]
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One brick, he think he richer than errybody (My dog got)
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Two bricks, he think he richer than errybody (That nigga got)
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Four bricks, he think he richer than errybody
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Fresh out, he thinkin' 'bout robbin' errybody
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Fresh out, he thinkin' 'bout robbin' errybody
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Gucci's a murderer, he got dead bodies
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Certified, he cook way better than errybody
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He traumatized, he done seen too many dead bodies
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I ain't lovin' 'cause these bitches fuckin' errybody
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I drop my top, I do the dance, I'm stuntin' on errybody (Errybody)

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