Rich Boyfriend Not BD lyrics

[Intro: YSR Gramz & RMC Mike]
(Enrgy made this one)
sh*t
f*ck (Yeah)
I'm callin' all big-booty girls to the dance floor right now (b*tch)
It's some get-money n*ggas in this b*tch

[Chorus: YSR Gramz]
I think I like this lil' b*tch, she got a fatty-fatty
I'm talkin' nasty in her ear, she call me daddy-daddy
I'm her rich boyfriend, I'm not her baby daddy
She just gave me good sucky-sucky and it made me happy

[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
I'm tryna f*ck right now, sh*t, drop your addy
I know you got a couple thousand dollars, but you so chatty
I saved her name under Glock 'cause she a soul-snatcher
I'll never hit this b*tch raw, I'm a Gold packer
I like a b*tch with a slim waist, whole lot of ass
I jumped off the porch, ran to a bag
They hate YSR, make them n*ggas mad
They don't listеn to your sh*t 'cause you super whack
Left cheek, right cheek, go'n and throw it back
Shе goin' so crazy, I might throw a rack
I got them one n*ggas with me, yeah, they blow they strap
Shootin' dice with this one opp, all he threw was craps
(You know what the f*ck it is)
If she don't let me f*ck the first night, she never stay again
That n*gga play with YSR Gramz, he never play again
If my Glock can't come, I ain't comin' in
b*tch, I ain't broke, I get money, I ain't none of 'nem
My white boy like to sh*t talk, I call him Eminem
I told my n*gga slide and hit him, him, him, and him
I live a Dipset life like Jim and 'nem
[Chorus: YSR Gramz]
I think I like this lil' b*tch, she got a fatty-fatty
I'm talkin' nasty in her ear, she call me daddy-daddy
I'm her rich boyfriend, I'm not her baby daddy
She just gave me good sucky-sucky and it made me happy
I think I like this lil' b*tch, she got a fatty-fatty
I'm talkin' nasty in her ear, she call me daddy-daddy
I'm her rich boyfriend, I'm not her baby daddy
She just gave me good sucky-sucky and it made me happy

[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
Nasty b*tch sucked my di*k up while I was sh*ttin'
We got lines on them 448s right here in the Mitten
Rollie on my right wrist, but on my left, I want a Richard
Nutted in that b*tch mouth several times, you still kissed her
Seven-gram 'Wood in rotation filled with octane
I'm f*ckin' every b*tch I come across, I'm Ricky Fontaine
Bang-bang-bang with my pistol, it's a pop stain
We bust the rap game door open and got the locks changed
Offshore on my left wrist, this b*tch heavy
f*ck a ho once, then I dip, this b*tch petty
P50 full of blue tips, this b*tch deadly
Put an automatic switch on it, this b*tch ready
Swing this b*tch once, f*ck the count, b*tch, I'm blowin' steel
Kill a b*tch softly from the back like she Lauryn Hill
A lot of labels tryna sign your baby, I ignore the deals
Go and tat my name on your ass so I know it's real
[Chorus: YSR Gramz]
I think I like this lil' b*tch, she got a fatty-fatty
I'm talkin' nasty in her ear, she call me daddy-daddy
I'm her rich boyfriend, I'm not her baby daddy
She just gave me good sucky-sucky and it made me happy
I think I like this lil' b*tch, she got a fatty-fatty
I'm talkin' nasty in her ear, she call me daddy-daddy
I'm her rich boyfriend, I'm not her baby daddy
She just gave me good sucky-sucky and it made me happy