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 - 王俊傑
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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
AI 會分析這首歌的音訊自動產生和弦（約 1–2 分鐘，產生後永久保存）。
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歌詞解析
一句話主旨
以誇張口吻描寫從貧窮到富裕的階級轉變，並透過物質符號展現自我價值與對抗過去的態度。
主題
階層流動、物質主義、自我肯定與對抗歧視。歌詞聚焦於個人從底層翻身的過程，並以強烈的視覺化物質符號（如珠寶、豪車）強化成功形象，同時隱含對社會結構的嘲諷。
情緒
自信驕傲中帶有挑衅與反叛，語調充滿戲劇性與說唱特有的張力，展現對「貧窮」身分的否定與對「富裕」狀態的誇耀。
意象與手法
1. 物質符號堆疊：手錶、鑽石、豪車等象徵財富的物件被賦予「說話」能力，形成擬人化效果，強調財富的權威性。
2. 階層對比：透過「poor nigga」與「rich b*h」的反差，凸顯社會階層的流動性與個人命運的轉變。
3. 街頭語言運用：大量使用黑人文化中的俚語與粗鄙用語，建構出強烈的草根敘事語境。
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，以粗鄙語氣消解「貧窮」的恥辱感，並透過「b*h」的稱呼強化對傳統社會規範的挑戰。
2. 「My chromes cost more than the crib ya momma raised ya in」
「chromes」（車輛飾件）與「crib」（住所）的對比，暗示財富超越原生家庭的限制，並隱含對貧窮背景的否定
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
聽這首歌的時候，你會強烈感受到那種從困頓翻身後的狂傲與底氣。這不僅僅是在炫耀名車或飾品，更像是把過去那些被忽視、被瞧不起的憤怒，全部轉化成一種極具侵略性的節奏。歌詞裡那些擬人化的珠寶與座駕，彷彿都在替演唱者發聲，宣告他已經徹底擺脫了過去的窮困。那種「今非昔比」的自信，聽起來雖然張狂，卻也真實反映了一個人在街頭打滾後，為了證明自己價值所展現出的生存姿態。
這首歌很適合在夜深人靜、或是獨自開車時循環播放，那種強勢的節拍會讓人莫名產生一種掌控感。雖然字裡行間充滿了江湖氣息與對過往的不屑，但你若是細細咀嚼，其實能聽出那種「終於贏了」的複雜情緒。即便內容充滿了對周遭環境的挑釁，但那種不願再低頭、要用財富與成就武裝自己的決心，確實非常有感染力。這不是一首平淡的歌，它像是一場充滿火藥味的自我表白，聽完後，你會對那種極致的奮鬥與反擊留下深刻印象。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞將手錶、跑車與飾品擬人化，透過它們的「發言」來展現財富帶來的自信與優越感。
・運用極端誇飾法，將昂貴的汽車輪框與母親居住的房屋做價值對比，凸顯出身分地位的劇烈翻轉。
・以每日更換不同豪華車款的敘事，具體化歌詞中從貧窮到富有的心境轉換與生活型態。
・適合在需要強烈節奏感與展現自我態度時聆聽，感受歌詞中直白且充滿侵略性的街頭風格。