50 CENT - Too Rich 2 lyrics
rate me(Prod. By London On Da Track)
(Verse)
That bitch there a dumb-numb, nigga, we all get a turn
Fuck ya catchin' feeling for, I mean, when yo ass'll learn?
That pussy community, community
While you be all in the diem, nigga, I be all in that bm with 'er
You be all in yo feelings bout it, like when I see 'im I'mma kill this nigga
I'm on freeway like the _____(?) nigga
I should take the bitch back and clip the nigga
Pussy maker, now pay attention, you punk bitch, go with this nigga!
I throw bands bitch, these hoes love me, I fuck a bitch til she turn ugly
Put the pussy in recovery, I’m like now what ya think of me?
Niggas goin’ out just to talk to these hoes, blowin’ big bankrolls on clothes
Now they wonder where the money, get the muthafuckin' money
Get that ave for the re-up gone, I don't do no stockin'
I don't cuff no hoe till the bitch keep walkin'
I don't do much talkin', right now I'm flossin', I don't do this often
Gotta flex on the bitch, tag team, I got necks on the bitch
I ain't stressin' the bitch, when that eyein' in, I blow a check on the bitch
(Hook)
Drop that hoe back off in the hood, too rich for the bitch
I'm too rich for the bitch, too rich for the bitch
Drop that hoe back off at the club, too rich for the bitch
I'm too rich for the bitch, too rich for the bitch
Now do it, baby, do it baby, do it do it
Now do it, baby, do it baby, do it - yeah yeah
Now do it, baby, do it baby, do it do it
Now do it, baby, do it baby, do it - yeah yeaaaah!
(Verse 2)
Shawty playin', she late for that, she have to put a nigga name in that
Beefin' ova these bitches, nuttin' me, nah, nigga, I ain't came for that
We don't talk with no pillows, nigga, we brought all these bitches with us
You act like you bought all the hoes, but all I see is niggas with ya
She don't like when you pullin' on her, she like me, I'm pullin' up
I act like I ain't want her, you act like you can't get enough
That bitch dead like dope boys, if you got money, she goin' fo' it
I treat that hoe, her head so good, she gon' have you there like oh lord
All this time you ain't know 'er, now done buy her shit she can't afford it
She take pictures with yo money, but you tell her she can't throw it
All you niggas, don't panic, I'm just tryna understand it
I must take these hoes fo' granted, oh, you niggas just so romantic
(Hook)
