Rich Gang!
If you hatin' you just need some pus*y
She f*cked up when she gave me some pus*y
I said I f*ck you better than that other n*gga
She say Tune I'm 'bout to c*m, I say I'm comin' which ya
She don't like them pretty n*ggas, sidity n*ggas
She ride this di*k, her titties jiggle, that's my pillows
That's because I sleep in that ho
Hit it when I wake up tell the pigs I say Asalaam Alaykum
Uh, my b*tch a choosy lover never f*ck without a rubber
Sweet yellow bone thing, I call her honey mustard
pus*y like a sea shell, di*k like a V-12
She say I drive her crazy, I say just keep on your seatbelt
Bend it over bust it open for me
Baby bend it over bust it open for me
She say she love me she loves this di*k
Come put that million dollar pus*y on me make me rich
Tunechi
She got that million dollar, million dollar ooh, ooh ohh
She got that million dollar, million dollar ooh, ohh ohh
And all I want to do is touch it (touch it, ooh, ooh ohh)
Make her tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout
And I'm gon' make her tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout
Crib made her tapout, sauna made her tapout
Jet made her tapout, pilot with the map out
Million on the diamonds, million on the kitchen
Millions on the Maybach, glass top ceilings
Million dollar pus*y, sleepin' on Versace
Sleepin' on Fendi, sleepin' on Cavalli
Married to the money, millions in the bank
Alexander McQueen rich in the paint
I got that f*ck you if you love me on some n*gga sh*t
She got the million dollar seven figure n*gga rich
We switch positions like we doin' yoga in this b*tch
She get the shakin' then stiff
She got that million dollar, million dollar ooh, ooh ohh
She got that million dollar, million dollar ooh, ohh ohh
And all I want to do is touch it (touch it, ooh, ooh ohh)
Make her tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout
And I'm gon' make her tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout
Million dollar pus*y...
Million dollar pus*y...
Six inch, pumps, play with his balls, dunks
Bald head, yep, don't want no Forrest, Gumps
Don't let me tell ya, twice, already told you, once
(Eat that pus*y!)
W-W-W-Who got that baddest pus*y on the planet?
D-Boyz love me, they don't understand it
Ooooooooooooooooooh, deep throat
Million dollar pus*y might pounce on that ass
Threw them hundreds until I lose count on that ass
Max out all of them accounts on that ass
Million dollar checks don't bounce on that ass
Pull up in that you can't afford this
Only rap b*tch on the Forbes list
pus*y jewelry make em say burr man
R-r-r-rubs hands like Birdman
She got that million dollar, million dollar ooh, ooh ohh
She got that million dollar, million dollar ooh, ohh ohh
And all I want to do is touch it (touch it, ooh, ooh ohh)
Make her tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout
And I'm gon' make her tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout, tapout
Rich Gang... and Rich girl
Sexy Slim, I see you
Paradise home, flossing while you're shining
Jumping out Bugatti's, f*ck the money game up
Why? I don't know
Sweet D! Love you babygirl
I'm in love with your gimpsin' skin and you talkin' 'bout religion...
I'm in prison with the pus*y... and I'm ballin', no cushion