Riches lyrics

She want a rich man
She don't want no broke man
She say if you don't have a car or a van
She don't want no broke man
She want a rich man
Be like b*tch
Come and suck my di*k
Cash on flow
Money on deck
Money over b*tches
n*gga
Get your cash
Get your car
Role in Lamborghini
Move like a superstar
Man don't let those b*tches boss you up
Who the f*ck you think you are
n*gga i'm a superstar
n*gga's rolling in a car
n*gga Lamborghini
I'm swagging on these b*tches
I'm swagging on these whores
Need to get the money to swag b*tch
I do it for that
n*ggas wanna talk
n*gga talk is cheap
Don't let those b*tches boss you up
I'll be swagging everyday
Mother f*cker that's what's up
Money over all n*gga
Money rule the world
n*gga
Money for your food
Money for your shower
n*gga don't ask me that
If you have a shower
You getting married
Money
Like Austin powers
n*gga money
All about the wedding ring
Who give a f*ck
Money for that sh*t
n*gga i know what's up
Make a b*tch suck your di*k
Tell her do it like that
Suck it like a lolipop
Cause you got cash on deck
n*gga go to a strip club
Be like stripper you ain't nothing but a b*tch
Why the f*ck would i pay fifty bucks
For you to strip for me
When i could go and just get a prostitute
b*tch b*tch
Hey
You know that's me
I don't really give a f*ck
Walk up in the streets
n*gga go by the bar
Moving like a superstar
n*gga drink two red-bulls
And say hey b*tch could you wanna come
In my f*cking car
All you gotta do
n*gga huh
Yo
Money over b*tches
Yo
Pull up in the club
With your little two thousand dollar car
Hey b*tch i have a car
Go and do it in the back seat
You f*ck a b*tch
f*ck a b*tch
f*ck a b*tch
f*ck a
f*ck a b*tch
Money over b*tches
n*gga f*ck a
(chuckle)
Yo don't let those b*tches f*ck you up n*gga
Money over b*tches n*gga
f*ck every body cash rule
(chuckle)
West side
Mother f*cker
(chuckle)