I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
My gat talk for me, BOW! What up homie?
My watch saying hi shorty we can be friends
My whip saying quit playing nigga, get in
My earring saying we can hit the mall together
Shorty it's only right that we ball together
I'm into bigger things, y'all niggas know my style
Your wrist bling bling, my shit bling blow
My pinky ring talk it say "Fifty, I'm sick."
That's why these niggas is on my d**k
Some hate me, some love my hits
Flex my man he gon' bump my shit
See I'm a lair man I really don't care
I tell them hoes whatever they wanna hear
You try and play me I'mma blaze it in
My chromes cost more than the crib ya momma raised ya in
I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
New York niggas, copy niggas like it's all good
**** around we crip-walking in the wrong hood
I'm fresh up out the slammer, I ain't no ****ing bama
I'm from NY whoady, but I know country grammar
See me I get it crunk, niggas go head and front
I go up out the trunk, come back, rollout I'm done （yeah）
My money come in lumps, my pockets got the mumps
You see me sitting on dubs, that's why you mad chump
Don't make me hit ya up, these shells will split ya up
I lay you down, the coroners will come and get ya up
See 50 play fa keeps, and 50 stay with heat
I can't go commercial, they love me in the street
I'm real bloody man, the hood love me man
Don't make me show up in ya crib like bruh man
Locked up in a pen, I still do my thing
C-O screaming shut the **** up in the pen
I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
I'm in the Benz on Monday, the BM on Tuesday
Range on Wednesday, Thursday I'm in the hooptay
Porsche on Friday, I do things my way
Vipe or Vette, I tear up the highway
Shorty she can tell ya about my d**k game
But she don't know me, she only know my nickname
Left the hood and came back, damn shit changed
These young boys, they done got they own work man
I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
Poor Lil Rich - 包威爾
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[00:07.480]I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
[00:10.350]My gat talk for me, BOW! What up homie?
[00:13.160]My watch saying hi shorty we can be friends
[00:15.790]My whip saying quit playing nigga, get in
[00:18.290]My earring saying we can hit the mall together
[00:21.040]Shorty it's only right that we ball together
[00:23.860]I'm into bigger things, y'all niggas know my style
[00:26.600]Your wrist bling bling, my shit bling blow
[00:29.350]My pinky ring talk it say "Fifty, I'm sick."
[00:32.040]That's why these niggas is on my d**k
[00:35.040]Some hate me, some love my hits
[00:37.790]Flex my man he gon' bump my shit
[00:40.480]See I'm a lair man I really don't care
[00:43.160]I tell them hoes whatever they wanna hear
[00:45.850]You try and play me I'mma blaze it in
[00:48.290]My chromes cost more than the crib ya momma raised ya in
[00:50.980]I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
[00:53.730]Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
[00:56.290]You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
[00:58.980]In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
[01:01.540]I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
[01:04.230]Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
[01:07.110]You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
[01:09.730]In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
[01:12.660]New York niggas, copy niggas like it's all good
[01:15.730]**** around we crip-walking in the wrong hood
[01:18.410]I'm fresh up out the slammer, I ain't no ****ing bama
[01:21.110]I'm from NY whoady, but I know country grammar
[01:23.790]See me I get it crunk, niggas go head and front
[01:26.540]I go up out the trunk, come back, rollout I'm done （yeah）
[01:29.350]My money come in lumps, my pockets got the mumps
[01:31.980]You see me sitting on dubs, that's why you mad chump
[01:34.670]Don't make me hit ya up, these shells will split ya up
[01:37.480]I lay you down, the coroners will come and get ya up
[01:40.100]See 50 play fa keeps, and 50 stay with heat
[01:42.600]I can't go commercial, they love me in the street
[01:45.480]I'm real bloody man, the hood love me man
[01:48.160]Don't make me show up in ya crib like bruh man
[01:50.980]Locked up in a pen, I still do my thing
[01:53.600]C-O screaming shut the **** up in the pen
[01:55.980]I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
[01:58.670]Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
[02:01.420]You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
[02:04.030]In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
[02:06.780]I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
[02:09.410]Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
[02:12.150]You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
[02:14.720]In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
[02:17.650]I'm in the Benz on Monday, the BM on Tuesday
[02:20.590]Range on Wednesday, Thursday I'm in the hooptay
[02:23.220]Porsche on Friday, I do things my way
[02:25.970]Vipe or Vette, I tear up the highway
[02:28.720]Shorty she can tell ya about my d**k game
[02:31.350]But she don't know me, she only know my nickname
[02:34.030]Left the hood and came back, damn shit changed
[02:36.720]These young boys, they done got they own work man
[02:39.410]I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
[02:42.030]Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
[02:44.720]You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
[02:47.410]In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
[02:50.150]I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
[02:52.720]Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
[02:55.530]You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
[02:58.030]In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
移調 原調
C#F#
I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
My gat talk for me, BOW! What up homie?
C#A#mF#
My watch saying hi shorty we can be friends
C#F#
My whip saying quit playing nigga, get in
A#m
My earring saying we can hit the mall together
BF#
Shorty it's only right that we ball together
BF#mF#C#
I'm into bigger things, y'all niggas know my style
F#G#
Your wrist bling bling, my shit bling blow
C#D#mA#m
My pinky ring talk it say "Fifty, I'm sick."
D#mB
That's why these niggas is on my d**k
F#Bm
Some hate me, some love my hits
DD#mG#m
Flex my man he gon' bump my shit
F#D#mC#
See I'm a lair man I really don't care
BmA#m
I tell them hoes whatever they wanna hear
C#F#
You try and play me I'mma blaze it in
A#mB
My chromes cost more than the crib ya momma raised ya in
D#mF#
I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
C#
Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
D#mF#D#m
You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
C#F#
In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
C#B
I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
F#
Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
FmC#
You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
D#mA#m
In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
BF#
New York niggas, copy niggas like it's all good
G#mD#m
**** around we crip-walking in the wrong hood
F#C#F#
I'm fresh up out the slammer, I ain't no ****ing bama
F#mD#m
I'm from NY whoady, but I know country grammar
A#m
See me I get it crunk, niggas go head and front
BBmB
I go up out the trunk, come back, rollout I'm done （yeah）
F#C#m
My money come in lumps, my pockets got the mumps
F#
You see me sitting on dubs, that's why you mad chump
C#D#m
Don't make me hit ya up, these shells will split ya up
A#mB
I lay you down, the coroners will come and get ya up
A#mF#
See 50 play fa keeps, and 50 stay with heat
BG#mF#
I can't go commercial, they love me in the street
C#F#C#
I'm real bloody man, the hood love me man
F#D#m
Don't make me show up in ya crib like bruh man
A#mG#
Locked up in a pen, I still do my thing
C#mA#mF#
C-O screaming shut the **** up in the pen
BA#m
I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
C#mD#mA#m
Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
C#B
You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
F#D#m
In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
C#B
I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
G#mF#
Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
C#
You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
D#m
In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
C#F#
I'm in the Benz on Monday, the BM on Tuesday
C#B
Range on Wednesday, Thursday I'm in the hooptay
F#
Porsche on Friday, I do things my way
F#mC#
Vipe or Vette, I tear up the highway
D#mA#m
Shorty she can tell ya about my d**k game
BF#
But she don't know me, she only know my nickname
BF#
Left the hood and came back, damn shit changed
A#mC#D#m
These young boys, they done got they own work man
F#D#m
I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
CGDGm
Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
BmAmA
You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
G
In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
CmGBm
I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
A#mAF#mC
Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
EC#mG
You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
BmFAEmCF#BCC#mDmCmAmAAmAGDCGCDGDCDGDGEmDCG
In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
和弦由 AI 自動分析音訊產生（自動辨識，僅供參考）。
AI 從音訊辨識的主旋律（以 F# 調為 1，數字上下點為高低八度）。為自動估計、個別音可能有誤，僅供哼唱抓調參考，非正式樂譜。彈唱請看「和弦」分頁。
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曲解析
《Poor Lil Rich》調性為 F# 大調、速度約每分鐘 72 拍、整體情緒溫暖。主要和弦為 F#、C#、D#m、B。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
從貧窮到富裕的階層躍升與自我肯定。
主題
描繪個人從底層翻身的過程，強調物質成就與對過去的否定，並透過街頭文化符號展現自我價值。
情緒
驕傲、自負、威脅感與對現實的嘲諷，混合對成功的狂熱與對過去的冷漠。
意象與手法
以「手表」「車」「珠寶」等物質符號象徵財富，透過「監獄」「街頭」等場景隱喻生存掙扎，反覆出現的「poor nigga / rich b*h」形成對比，強化階層轉變的戲劇性。
重點句解讀
1. 「I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b*h」
透過階層身份的戲劇性轉換，凸顯個人逆境崛起的自我肯定，並對過去的貧窮狀態進行否定。
2. 「My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me」
以「手表」「車」等物質象徵權力，暗示財富成為說話的資本，顛覆傳統社會價值體系。
3. 「Locked up in a pen, I still do my thing」
即使處於監禁狀態仍堅持自我，反映街頭文化中「逆境中生存」的生存哲學。
4. 「You can find me in the fo' dot six b*h」
「fo' dot six」可能指紐約某地區代碼，暗示個人活動範疇已擴展至權力核心，帶有地盤意識與威脅意味。
適合情境
成功人士面對批評時的自我辯護、街頭文化慶祝財富躍升、或個人逆境奮鬥的勵志場景。
魔鏡站長解析
站長私房短評：打動人的地方、適合什麼時刻聽（產生後永久保存）。
歌曲冷知識
AI 依歌詞整理 3-4 點有趣觀察（產生後永久保存）。