Agapé Timothy - I'll Be Rich

Ive been I've been lost
Like fire in my eyes
Like fire in my eyes

When I start this
Margie got a dirt mouth
Blow her to say a sound
It don't need to hurt long
All I ask for her time
Margie don't follow him
All she asked for his time
Margie wanna follow him
Cover up your British
Follow up with fake homies
Suffer with this girl
I don't speak her English homie
Kisses on the chest
As I wanna run homie
Focus on her dress
Then she wanna run homie

Looking at you
Look in your eyes
And I've been trying
To let you know
I'll Be Rich
I'll Be Rich

Looking at you
Look in your eyes
And I've been trying
To let you know
I'll Be Rich
I'll Be Rich

Margie you're the fire
Keep my light reaching brighter
All the fun is on the nighter
Dry my life 'cause its funny
Margie says imma disgrace
While she steals my desire
Not like suddenly she flames
Finds the next rich admire
Im the love
You don't want love
You want buck
I know that
You want guys who Hollywood
I know that
But I don't speak your language baby
I don't go for practice baby
I don't go for practice

Looking at you
Look in your eyes
And I've been trying
To let you know
I'll Be Rich
I'll Be Rich

Looking at you
Look in your eyes
And I've been trying
To let you know
I'll Be Rich
I'll Be Rich

Written by:
Agapé Timothy

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