50 CENT - Too Rich lyrics
rate me(Prod. By London On Da Track)
(Verse)
That bitch there a door knob, nigga, we all get a turn
Fuck ya catchin' feelings for? I mean when yo ass'll learn?
That pussy community, community
While ya be all in her DM, nigga
I'll be all in that BM with her
Ya be all in yo feelings bout it
Like when I see him I'mma kill this nigga
I'm on three-way like, 'ya hear this,nigga?'
I should take the bitch back and clip the nigga
Pussy make him not pay attention
Yo punk bitch go with this nigga
I throw bands, bitch, these hoes love me
I fuck a bad bitch 'till she ugly
Put the pussy in recovery
I’m like, 'now what ya think of me?'
Niggas going out just to talk to these hoes
Blowing big bankrolls on clothes
Now they wonder where the money at
Yeah, the muthafuckin' money that they had from the re-up gone
I don't do no stockin'
I don't cuff no hoes, tell a bitch keep walking
I don't do much talking
Right know I'm flossing, I do this often
Gotta flex on a bitch
Tag team, I got next on a bitch
I ain't stressin' a bitch
But every now and then I blow a check on a bitch
(Hook)
Drop that hoe back off in her hood, too rich for the bitch
I'm too rich for the bitch, too rich for the bitch
Drop that hoe back off in that 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
Do it, baby, do it, yeah yeah
Now do it, baby, do it, baby, do it, do it
Do it, baby, do it, yeah yeah
(Verse 2)
Shawty playing, she lame for that
She ain't have to put a nigga name in that
Beefing ova these bitches nuttin' me? Nah, nigga, I ain't came for that
We don't talk to no pillows, nigga
We brought all these bitches with us
Ya act like ya got all the hoes, but all I see is niggas with ya
She ain't like it when ya pulling on her, she like me, I'm pulling up
I act like I don't want her, ya act like ya can't get enough
That bitch there like dopeboys, if ya got money she gointg for it
I drink that ho, her head so good, she gon' have ya there like, 'oh lawd'
All this time ya ain't on, I bought her shit ya can't afford
Ya take pictures with yo money, but ya tell her she can't
All ya niggas gon' panic, I'm just tryin' to understand it
I must take these hoes for granted, or ya niggas just so romantic
(Hook)
