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Im Rich Feat. French Montana Ace Hood & Jeremih (Explicit) - Red Cafe
Shake down
I got a tatted up b**ch
Pissing on her titties
Louis bag YSL
Baddest in the city
That girl a** juicy
She got me getting
Trippy
She get freaky for the boss
She know I ball silly
Look I'm rich I'm racked up I'm strapped up I'm rich
My car fast my b**ch bad I'm rich
I grind hard I play hard I'm rich
F**k y'all I'm rich
F**k y'all I'm rich
I'm racked up I'm strapped up I'm rich
My car fast my b**ch bad I'm rich
I grind hard I play hard I'm rich
F**k y'all I'm rich
F**k y'all I'm rich
And I'm faded
All the cars and wardrobe the latest
And the bottles coming non stop
Started from the bottom but a ni**a still made it
Shake down mother f**k these haters
Roll up find smoke of my papers
What it do though
I'm a fool though
Got the new hub lot car move blow
Back home from the district red light
Three chicks at a time one red light
Act crazy I got gunners
Got work and we doing numbers New York what
All my chicks swagged out
Out in Vegas I cashed out
Threw my forty five racks out
Then I poured up till I passed out
F**k y'all I'm rich I'm racked up I'm strapped up I'm rich
My car fast my b**ch bad I'm rich
I grind hard I play hard I'm rich
F**k y'all I'm rich
F**k y'all I'm rich
Okay now all hail to the king ni**a
Clock forty's my pain killer
I ain't stunting on p**sy niggas
Go and ask your b**ch if she's seen realer
I'll give her back when I'm done with her
Suck it dry she's a babysitter
I'm at Anguilla eating conch fritters
And I'm smoking killer in a fly villa
I ain't new to this b**ch I'm to legit
If I'm driving dog then it's the latest sh*t
I ball hard on my bull sh*t
I'm like Micheal Jordan back in ninety six
I Stevie wonder I don't see the sh*t
Probably hit your girl but I plead the fifth
Got the sky dweller for the time teller
Got a rich taste like a wine cellar
Bitching ni**a crib inside the central park
Blowing money like I'm slanging d**e and balling mall
If that p**sy whack then I probably never call tomorrow
If that p**sy good then I'll probably buy the b**ch the mall
Heat game floor seats f**k that call the law
Alley opp fast break could have stole the ball
Blowing money fast like I'm Rafael Andrews
Kill that p**sy tell that ho go and call the Reff
F**k y'all niggas counting other niggas figures
Better know a niggas rich
I know your money too short
And I be on the west coast just throw your b**ch
I heard about you suckers
Y'all be chasing after money
I be running to the chase
Now I got so much new fan
I'm like b**ch get the f**k out my mother f**king face
Soon or later I'm a check a hundred
Assure you I'm the hottest of this R&B sh*t
And they know it
That b**ch like my money
And my w**d she blowing
In giuseppes sitting counting paper where Jamaicans be going
Take a trip too shorts make it rip double that
Make it flip bankroll
Bless me I don't even need a handkerchief
F**k y'all I'm rich I racked up I'm strapped up I'm rich
My car fast my b**ch bad I'm rich
I grind hard I play hard I'm rich
F**k y'all I'm rich
F**k y'all I'm rich
I'm racked up I'm strapped up I'm rich
My car fast my b**ch bad I'm rich
I grind hard I play hard I'm rich
F**k y'all I'm rich
F**k y'all I'm rich
F**k y'all I'm rich
F**k y'all I'm rich
F**k y'all I'm rich
F**k y'all I'm rich
F**k y'all I'm rich