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 - Popu Lady
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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
A#mD#mF#D#mF#
I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
D#mA#mFmA#m
My gat talk for me, BOW! What up homie?
FA#mF
My watch saying hi shorty we can be friends
A#m
My whip saying quit playing nigga, get in
F#F#mF#
My earring saying we can hit the mall together
G#D#m
Shorty it's only right that we ball together
BD#mA#m
I'm into bigger things, y'all niggas know my style
FFmF
Your wrist bling bling, my shit bling blow
A#m
My pinky ring talk it say "Fifty, I'm sick."
D#m
That's why these niggas is on my d**k
F#mD#mF#G#
Some hate me, some love my hits
D#mBD#m
Flex my man he gon' bump my shit
FFmC#F
See I'm a lair man I really don't care
D#m
I tell them hoes whatever they wanna hear
G#mC#
You try and play me I'mma blaze it in
G#FmA#m
My chromes cost more than the crib ya momma raised ya in
D#m
I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
FA#mFFmF
You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
FmA#m
In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
F#
I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
C#A#m
You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
C#A#mF
In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
FmA#m
New York niggas, copy niggas like it's all good
**** around we crip-walking in the wrong hood
F#
I'm fresh up out the slammer, I ain't no ****ing bama
FCmG#Fm
I'm from NY whoady, but I know country grammar
CCmF
See me I get it crunk, niggas go head and front
I go up out the trunk, come back, rollout I'm done （yeah）
A#A#mA#
My money come in lumps, my pockets got the mumps
CFmA#m
You see me sitting on dubs, that's why you mad chump
F#
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
G#D#m
See 50 play fa keeps, and 50 stay with heat
A#mFm
I can't go commercial, they love me in the street
FA#m
I'm real bloody man, the hood love me man
Don't make me show up in ya crib like bruh man
D#mF#
Locked up in a pen, I still do my thing
D#mF#G#D#m
C-O screaming shut the **** up in the pen
BD#m
I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
A#mFFmF
Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
FmFD#m
You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
G#mC#G#mC#Fm
In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
A#A#m
I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
D#m
Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
FA#m
You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
FA#mFFm
In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
A#m
I'm in the Benz on Monday, the BM on Tuesday
F#
Range on Wednesday, Thursday I'm in the hooptay
C#
Porsche on Friday, I do things my way
A#mC#A#m
Vipe or Vette, I tear up the highway
F
Shorty she can tell ya about my d**k game
FmA#m
But she don't know me, she only know my nickname
F#
Left the hood and came back, damn shit changed
These young boys, they done got they own work man
FCmG#FmC
I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
FmCmF
Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
F#
You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
F#m
In the backseat fondling ya b***h tits
F#Fm
I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b***h
D#m
Getting paper now you can't tell me shit b***h
CmFm
You can find me in the fo' dot six b***h
FFmA#mC#A#mFmF#C#A#mC#FmA#mFFmA#mF#FCmG#FmCCmFmFA#mD#mFA#A#m
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 A# 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 A# 小調、速度約每分鐘 129 拍、整體情緒激昂。主要和弦為 A#m、F、Fm、D#m。（以上為 AI 音訊分析，僅供參考）
歌詞解析
一句話主旨
透過物質符號與語氣強勢的敘事，詮釋從貧窮到富裕的階層翻轉與自我肯定。
主題
社會階層流動、物質主義、個人奮鬥史與對過去的嘲諷。
情緒
自信驕傲中帶有挑釁與疏離感，並隱含對現實的批判。
意象與手法
以「手錶、車、鑽石」等物質符號象徵財富，透過重複段落強化自我宣告，並運用對比（如「貧窮 vs 富裕」「過去 vs 現在」）凸顯轉變。
重點句解讀
1. 「I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b*h」
直接點明身分轉變，以強烈語氣宣示經濟地位的躍升，並透過「nigga」與「b*h」等詞強化草根與反叛的立場。
2. 「My chromes cost more than the crib ya momma raised ya in」
以「chromes」（車輛飾品）對比「家」的價值，暗示財富已超越傳統社會認知的成就標準。
3. 「Locked up in a pen, I still do my thing」
象徵即使處於困境（如監禁），仍堅持自我價值，凸顯不屈的個人主義。
適合情境
適合需要自我激励或表達社會批判的場合，如個人奮鬥紀錄片配樂、街頭文化主題活動，或對抗壓抑環境時的心理調適。
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）。