Carlito lyrics

by

Rich Homie Quan



[Produced by Goose]

[Intro]
Hey man, you lil slick b*tch. Oh, I know what's happenin', one thing about it, I saw you lil slick b*tch. Ey man, where that money at?

[Verse 1]
Had to throw up inside that b*tch when money money came up short
Diamond (?) ring on my forehead, what the f*ck take me for?
Mason Mar, money, what I do is take that b*tch to (?)
I mean (?) island
These n*ggas racial profilin'
Cause I got white and black diamonds
And the Rollex my n*gga, no (?)
New charges, stay tryin' to indict me
But I'm too player for that
Plus I got a lawyer, pay it off my n*gga
You tell me how player is that
(?) me but I got a lot of hoes
I'll teach a n*gga how to play a b*tch
And I'm smokin' on somethin' everyday
Like Popeye the sailor did
Can't remember the last time I paid for a meal
But you know them b*tches cater me
Got the b*tches in the kitchen cookin' dope
Whip it up like slavery
I ain't came to talk, came to f*ck, what you think?
We gone lay in the bed
She from New York, f*cked her good
Then she asked me for a Jadakiss
Baby girl suck this di*k, make me feel it in your nose
We gone call you nasal necks
(?) superman ass n*gga, askin'
Why you savin' b*tches?
Crunk b*tch pay attention
[Hook]
To my moves
My every step, you don't know what I do
You don't know I keep paper on me like I'm in school
That's why my money be straight lunch too

[Verse 2]
You can't beat us
Key my people
We doin' sh*t your way
You call me Carlito
(?) avenue
Trisha, ya'll n*gga never knew
Heard they wanna kill me
So I piped up security and the car ridin' me n*gga, bulletproof
Who is you?
When the tint on you can't see
Roll down the window with the sticks out
You n*ggas like (?) shoe, most of ya'll flip flop
You clip clop
Ya'll n*ggas, ya'll a disgrace to music
Ya'll n*ggas ain't hip hop, we are
That's what we are, you get it?
Money up and down like a see-saw
(?) standin' on a pivot
So much money in the attic young n*gga filled up the whole ceilin'
So when it get hot n*gga AC nah n*gga I don't even feel it
Cause there's too much money in the ceilin'
Get it? Too much money in the ceilin', n*gga
[Outro]
Too much money in the ceilin', too much money in the ceilin'
Too much money in the ceilin', too much money in the ceilin'
Plus I got some more in the basement, more, more, more
Plus I got some more in the basement, more, more, more
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