"Rich As Fuck" Lyrics
[Verse 1: Lil' Wayne]
Never talk to the cops, I don't speak Pig Latin
I turned the penny to a motherfucking Janet Jackson
Tell the bitches that be hatin' I ain't got no worries
I just wanna hit and run like I ain't got insurance
Hoe - what's your name, what's your sign? Zodiac Killer
All rats gotta die, even Master Splinter
Yeah - murder 1-87
I be killin' them bitches, I hope all dogs go to heaven
And I got Zanax, Percocet, Promethazine with Codeine
Call me Mr. Sandman, I'm sellin' all these hoes dreams
Got a white girl with big titties, flat ass TV screen
I keep a bad bitch call me the BB King
And you know I got that mouth out her
And put that bitch out like a house fire
I'm killing these hoes like Michael Myers
I eat that cat just like a lion
And I can't trust none of these niggas
Can't trust none of these hoes
And I see your girl when I want, I got that hoe TiVo'd
Got a rare-ass bitch with a rare-ass pussy
Nigga try me, that's a dead ass pussy
'Cause y'all motherfuckers so blind to the fact
To tell you the truth, I dont care who's lookin'
All I know is I love my bitch
That pussy feel just like Heaven on Earth
Six feet deep, dick shovelling the dirt
R.I.P. - Rest In Pussy
Light that shit then pass that shit
We gon' get so smoked out
And then I went got locked up
Every night I dreamt I broke out
One time for them pussy niggas
That's that shit I don't like
We eatin' over here, nigga
Fuck around and have a food fight
And that's 2 Chainz...
[Hook: 2 Chainz]
Look at you
Now look at us
All my niggas look rich as fuck
All my niggas look rich as fuck
All my niggas look rich as fuck
[Verse 2: Lil' Wayne]
AK on my night stand, right next to that Bible
But I swear with these 50 shots, I'll shoot it out with 5-0
Pockets gettin' too fat, no Weight Watchers, no lipo
Money talks, bullshit walks on a motherfucking tight rope
And I make that pussy tap out, I knock that pussy out cold
Nigga you get beat the crap out, but that's just how the dice roll
These hoes want that whole pipe
So I give all these hoes pipe
She get on that dick and stay on - all night like porch lights
Lets do it, fuck talking
We out here ,we ballin'
And I'm sprayin' at these rusty niggas like WD40
We fucked up, we Truk'd up, no if ands or butt fucks
Bitch niggas go behind your back like nun-chucks and that's fucked up
But my hoes down, my cups up, my niggas down for whatever
But these bitches think they too fly, well tell them hoes I pluck feathers
I'm Tunechi, Young Tunechi, I wear Trukfit, fuck Gucci
She's blowin' kisses at me with her pussy lips, smoochies
And that's 2 Chainz...
[Hook]
And your nigga a hoe...
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