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 - 陳秋霞
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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
描寫從貧窮到富裕的蛻變，展現對過去的蔑視與對現狀的炫耀。
主題
貧富差距、自我奮鬥、社會階層躍升、對過去的批判與現況的誇耀。
情緒
自信、傲慢、誇張、挑衅、對過去的不屑與對金錢的執念。
意象與手法
以物質符號（手錶、車、珠寶）象徵財富，運用重複副歌強化主題，並透過黑人英語與俚語營造街頭文化氛圍，以具體生活場景（如後座撫摸乳房）凸顯權力與金錢的支配關係。
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，用粗俗語氣強化從貧窮到富有的戲劇性對比，展現對過去的否定與對現狀的驕傲。
2. 「My chromes cost more than the crib ya momma raised ya in」
以「chromes」（車輛飾品）與「crib」（住所）的價格對比，突顯財富積累的壓倒性，暗示社會階層的不可逆轉。
3. 「In the backseat fondling ya b*h tits」
透過粗鄙行為描寫，暗示金錢與權力對人際關係的異化，並反映歌詞中物化女性的傾向。
適合情境
自我激勵、慶祝財富積累、街頭文化氛圍、對社會不公的抗議或嘲諷。
魔鏡站長解析
魔鏡站長
這首歌展現了饒舌歌手在面對匱乏與富裕之間那種極端的心態轉換，聽起來既有一種張狂的自信，也隱約透露出過往困苦生活留下的深刻陰影。歌詞中不斷以名錶、名車與珠寶作為自我價值的延伸，將物件擬人化來替自己發聲，這種手法非常直白且強烈，彷彿所有華麗的行頭都是為了填補曾經空虛的底氣。
站長覺得這不是一首適合在平靜午後聆聽的曲子，它更像是城市深夜裡，當你想要感受那種強烈節奏感與街頭氣息時的選擇。雖然敘事角度充滿了侵略性，但若你細心留意，會發現這背後其實是一個曾經一無所有的人，在用力向世界證明自己終於擺脫過去的狼狽。聽著這種節奏，或許能讓你感受到那種不惜一切代價想要向上攀爬的渴望，以及在達成目標後，那種再也不需要看人臉色的痛快與傲氣。
歌曲冷知識
・歌詞巧妙地運用擬人法，讓手錶、跑車與戒指等奢侈品開口說話，藉此展現財富帶來的絕對自信。
・透過對比過去貧窮與現在致富的強烈反差，反覆強調從底層翻身後，對於物質與生活掌控權的渴望。
・歌詞中詳列一週內更換的多種豪華車款，展現出主角隨心所欲的奢華生活節奏。
・整首歌以街頭視角出發，將個人的成功經歷與對周遭環境的強勢態度，轉化為極具侵略性的嘻哈敘事。