Soulja Boy - Get Rich lyrics

rate me

Turn up

Turn up

Whippin’ and wippin’, I’m breakin’ my wrists

I’m fuckin’ your bitch

Takin’ a trip

I’m so rich

Oh, so rich

But I’m still here and lis

Still here lis, still here lis

Still here lis, still here lis

MP on my wrist

I’m fuckin’ your bitch and we’re making a trip

I’m Rich The Kid

Soldiers, Rich The Kid

Feel good to be rich

Versace, Versace , they’re all on my dick

MP on my wrists

I know I’m the shit

They cover the deeds and cover the shit

Give me a hello if the nigga is the shit

All of my niggaz they’re on the block

Trap, trap

Get rich

Trap, trap ,get rich

Bad bitch, I’m making her strill

Niggaz talk shit, they…and they claim

Fuck off my way

Pull up all your block and you know they spring

Niggaz get up if they think I’m playing

It’s so damn G ,we’re blowin’ with Jamaicans

Turn p, turn up ,turn up, all the smokers low

Pull up to the club and I shoot at the crowd

I’ll turn it up, I’m not turning down

I’m breakin’ my wrist

The police are breakin’ my spine

I’m jumping the fence

Nigga, I’m finally rich

All these bitches are ballin’ me

Come and go, you company hoe

You’re rich, homie, you got a whole lot of cash

You think I’ve got bricks in the wall

You’re lame, my company bitch , got a bitch with her

You put me in the kitchen, I’ll show you how to do it

I’m living my life as a movie