(feat. Rich Boy) [Chorus:] We got em goin down for the count Lookin down at the ground That's why we got hataz That's why we got hataz Hataz everywhere
can tell he's drippin' dollars (A)so of course, i have to holler... (chorus) 2x (M)hey hey rich boy look my way! (A)hey hey rich boy make my day! (D)hey hey boy
Now ya kno, how dez diamonds got these groupie fallin, nah Fake ballaz need to set yo mah fo put yo money, ah Look here boy i aint stupid i kno they cubin
(feat. John Legend, Lil' Wayne & Nas) [Rich Boy:] Let me take ya through my hood where I was born and raised Where niggas tote semi-automatics, busting
niggaz!! yall know yall missed dis (Zone 4) Get Money!!(get money!!)New Money(new money!!!) dis whatchu been waitin' on!!!!!!!!(hey!!!!!) [Chorus x2: Rich Boy] Rich Boy
Just Bought A Cadillac(Throw Some D's On Dat Bitch!!)Just Bought A Cadillac(Throw Some D's On Dat Bitch!!) [Verse 1: Rich Boy] Rich Boy Sellin Crack
grab them thangs, let's get Rich, Boy Pitbull chillin' Rich Boy chillin' What more can I say, let's get millions [Hook: Rich Boy] Now when them boys
a rich girl Rich girl Shes a rich girl (soulja boy tell em) Rich girl Aye oh Aye oh Aye oh Ooooh, yeah, oh She's my rich girl She's my rich girl She'
nigga next door up out of here Nigga be snorin all night I can't sleep (hehe) Call that big butt nurse with the long hair to come suck my dick (Bad Boy
't leave On the road to riches and diamond rings 'Cause real niggaz do real things Hanging wit' the niggaz is the song I sing Real niggaz do real things On the road to riches
I'm seein' visions like I did a bag of angel dust This is life when you black, rich and dangerous I'm with God, I'ma live on forever Bad Boy for life
Hey, yo, Ice This guy here say, he wants to get in, man You're sure home boy's ready? Yo, Ice, this nigga said he's ready, man Yo, kid you're sure you
Now im countin 100s I swing euros and pounds in Europe with pounds boy i be movin around. Cell phone well known the big boss rick rizzle the rich nizzle
you curious No weed or no vodka, my soul will make me pop ya Don't make me have to milk box ya, I'm serious See how ya boy do, I pull up in that ride
like we supposed to be If we make each other happy then we just can't lose If we make each other happy then we just can't lose If we make each other
let you get away Never let you slip away I'ma lock u down, lock u down And when I see you I'll never look the other way Never let you slip away I'ma
And notorious projects, Queensbridge Listen while Nas saves his hood from the most Cowardest rappers He held a mass appeal and a little boy smile Depressed
this shit will get you fucked up Bitch I'm like no other, one of a kind, my sparkling wine Santana DVX make you wanna have sex I'm rich bitch, I'm having
