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 - 車子
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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
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歌詞解析
一句話主旨
透過物質財富的展示與街頭生存法則的敘述，強調從底層翻身後的權力與優越感。
主題
階級翻轉、炫富、街頭勢力與自我防衛。
情緒
狂傲、挑釁、強勢且充滿防備心。
意象與手法
本曲運用「擬人化」手法，將手錶、跑車與飾品賦予發言權，象徵財富已成為敘事者的社交工具。同時透過大量的物質細節描寫，建立起一種「由貧轉富」的強烈對比，並以街頭暴力的威脅性語句，鞏固其不可挑戰的地位。
重點句解讀
一、「I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me」：敘事者將個人價值與外在名牌物品連結，暗示在所處的環境中，財富是溝通與彰顯身分的唯一語言。
二、「My chromes cost more than the crib ya momma raised ya in」：以車輪鋼圈的價值對比他人成長的居所，透過極端的貧富差距，展現對過去貧困背景的蔑視與對現狀的自負。
三、「I was a poor nigga, now I'm a rich b*h」：這是全曲的核心論述，直接點出從一無所有到擁有一切的轉變，以此作為拒絕他人指手畫腳的底氣。
四、「I can't go commercial, they love me in the street」：強調自己在主流商業化與街頭真實性之間的選擇，暗示其影響力根植於街頭，而非僅是迎合大眾市場。
適合情境
展現自信、追求動力、街頭派對氛圍或強調個人成就時。
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
這首歌聽起來充滿了那種從底層翻身後，急著向世界證明自己的狂放與張揚。歌詞裡不斷藉由昂貴飾品與名車來替自己發聲，那種把物質成就當作擴音器的姿態，真實地反映了創作者當時對於階級翻轉的執著。雖然字裡行間充滿了侵略性，但如果你仔細去聽，會發現這其實是一場關於生存競爭的獨白，那種曾經一無所有、如今卻能將命運掌握在手中的自信，雖然顯得有些玩世不恭，卻也誠實得讓人難以忽視。
適合在想要找回自信，或是覺得生活節奏需要一點強烈刺激時播放。這首歌沒有過多修飾，就是直接把那種街頭闖蕩出來的野性攤開在你面前。聽著這些節奏，你會感覺到一股不顧一切向前的衝勁，雖然內容帶有強烈的個人風格與挑釁，但那種不甘於現狀、要把生活過得風生水起的意志力，確實有種讓人忍不住跟著節奏點頭的魔力。這不僅僅是關於財富的炫耀，更是一場關於個人英雄主義的粗獷演繹。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞將珠寶、名車與武器擬人化，透過這些身外之物替自己「開口說話」，生動展現了揮金如土的狂傲姿態。
・作者巧妙運用「貧窮」與「富有」的強烈對比，將過去與現在的自我進行對照，突顯出財富帶來的階級翻轉與心態轉變。
・副歌部分以極簡的節奏重複敘述財富地位，適合在追求自信與展現強大氣場的時刻聆聽。
・歌詞中列舉了一週七天對應的不同車款，以具體的名車清單堆疊出奢華生活的日常樣貌。