Rich n*gga Summer lyrics
by Damedot
[Chorus]
One time for the thick b*tch who keep twerkin' on her friend (Jose the Plug)
I been hustlin', gettin' it in
A n*gga put my name in a rap, we gon' spin
How much you pay for that booty? What you want for that coochie?
I'ma hit it once, then fade like I'm Boosie
Rich n*gga summer, all I'm f*ckin' with is hoochies
All I know is drip, I can dress a stylist
She moved OT, tryna reset her mileage
She got good brain, but she ain't in college
You wanna cry over a rich n*gga or a bum?
I don't care how cute you is, b*tch, you still don't get a crumb
[Verse]
Give a f*ck where you from, I don't owe a n*gga nothin'
FEMA owe a n*gga somethin' 'cause my basеment flooded
I can't tell what timе it is, 'cause the face is flooded
I'll send a n*gga home even when the bases loaded
One time for my n*gga baking soda
One time for the state of Minnesota
Thousand for the drank, twenty for a soda
When these .308s hit his foreign, it's gon' flip it over
First mag run out, I'ma flip it over
We f*ckin' from the back, you not flippin' over
We can leave the bed made up, f*ck you on the sofa
I'ma put that pus*y in a coma
My lil' b*tch a freak, gotta f*ck her on the sneak
Her n*gga ain't gon' sleep if he know she on the East
b*tch, be a n*gga peace, I get love in the streets
How much you want for some neck?
b*tch, nah, I'm bullsh*ttin', I don't really pay for sex
You don't need my number, I ain't really tryna text
She thought it was a 'Rari, I was really in a 'Vette
She thought I went swimming, but I really went to Hutch
I'll get a n*gga whole squad wiped, I don't give a f*ck
You wanna hold somethin', lil' b*tch, hold these nuts
Nah, this ain't no coffee, boy, it's Quagen in my cup
Two elite b*tches with me, yeah, top-notch
Titties out, hair blowin' in the droptop
Five hundred rounds through that chop got it hot, hot
Broke b*tch said, "Can we chill?" I said "Uh-uh"
What we do on the sneaky link, you can't tell nobody
n*gga, this that, that sh*t you shouldn't sell nobody
Give a fiend a gram, later on, you gon' find his body
Give a b*tch some bands, she gon' go and spend it on her body
My neck, wrist lookin' like a lightshow
This Skydweller cost me thirty ice 'bows
I'm on an island, my b*tch got the white toes
She so pretty, yeah, I f*ck her with the lights on
New Amiris, Louboutins with the spikes on
I'm the hottest n*gga in the city with some ice on
My hoes ain't gon' show up with no Mikes on
(Alexander McQueen, Louis, Gucci, Chanel, Celine, she ain't playin')
[Chorus]
One time for the thick b*tch who keep twerkin' on her friend (Jose the Plug)
I been hustlin', gettin' it in
A n*gga put my name in a rap, we gon' spin
How much you pay for that booty? What you want for that coochie?
I'ma hit it once, then fade like I'm Boosie
Rich n*gga summer, all I'm f*ckin' with is hoochies
All I know is drip, I can dress a stylist
She moved OT, tryna reset her mileage
She got good brain, but she ain't in college
You wanna cry over a rich n*gga or a bum?
(You wanna cry over a rich n*gga or a bum?)