Too Rich For The Bitch

2 views

Lyrics

That bitch there a door knob, nigga, we all get a turn
 Fuck you catching feelings for? I mean when your ass'll learn?
 That pussy community, community
 While you be all in her DM, nigga
 I'll be all in that BM with her
 You be all in your feelings 'bout it
 Like "when I see him I'mma kill this nigga"
 I'm on three-way like, "you hear this nigga?"
 I should take the bitch back and clip the nigga
 Pussy make him not pay attention
 You punk bitch go with this nigga
 I throw bands, bitch, these hoes love me
 I fuck a bad bitch 'till she ugly
 Put the pussy in recovery
 I'm like, "now what you think of me?"
 Niggas goin' out just to talk to these hoes
 Blowin' big bankrolls on clothes
 Now they wonder where the money at
 Yeah, the motherfucking money that they had from the re-up gone
 I don't do no stalkin'
 I don't cuff no hoes, tell a bitch keep walkin'
 I don't do much talkin'
 Right now I'm flossin', I do this often
 Gotta flex on a bitch
 Tag team, I got next on a bitch (I got next)
 I ain't stressing a bitch
 But every now and then I blow a check on a bitch
 Drop that ho back off in her hood, too rich for the bitch
 I'm too rich for the bitch, I'm too rich for the bitch
 Drop that ho back off at that club, I'm too rich for the bitch
 I'm too rich for the bitch, I'm too rich for the bitch
 Now do it, baby, do it, baby, do it, do it
 Do it, baby, do it, yeah yeah
 Now do it, baby, do it, baby, do it, do it
 Do it, baby, do it, yeah yeah
 Shawty playin', she lame for that
 She ain't have to put a nigga name in that
 Beefin' over these bitches, not me
 Nah, nigga, I ain't came for that
 We don't talk to no pillows, nigga
 We brought all these bitches with us
 You act like you got all the hoes
 But all I see is niggas with you
 She don't like when you pullin' on her
 She like me, I'm pullin' up
 I act like I don't want her
 You act like you can't get enough
 That bitch there like dopeboys
 If you got money she goin' for it
 I drink that hoe, her head so good
 She gon' have you there like, "oh lawd"
 All this time you ain't on
 I done bought her shit you can't afford
 She take pictures with your money
 But you tell her she can't do it
 All you niggas don't panic
 I'm just tryna understand it
 I must take these hoes for granted
 Or you niggas just so romantic
 Drop that ho back off in her hood, too rich for the bitch
 I'm too rich for the bitch, I'm too rich for the bitch
 Drop that ho back off at that club, I'm too rich for the bitch
 I'm too rich for the bitch, I'm too rich for the bitch
 Now do it, baby, do it, baby, do it, do it
 Do it, baby, do it, yeah yeah
 Now do it, baby, do it, baby, do it, do it
 Do it, baby, do it, yeah yeah
 
 That bitch there a door knob, nigga, we all get a turn
 Fuck you catching feelings for? I mean when your ass'll learn?
 That pussy community, community
 While you be all in her DM, nigga
 I'll be all in that BM with her
 You be all in your feelings 'bout it
 Like "when I see him I'mma kill this nigga"
 I'm on three-way like, "you hear this nigga?"
 I should take the bitch back and clip the nigga
 Pussy make him not pay attention
 You punk bitch go with this nigga
 I throw bands, bitch, these hoes love me
 I fuck a bad bitch 'till she ugly
 Put the pussy in recovery
 I'm like, "now what you think of me?"
 Niggas goin' out just to talk to these hoes
 Blowin' big bankrolls on clothes
 Now they wonder where the money at
 Yeah, the motherfucking money that they had from the re-up gone
 I don't do no stalkin'
 I don't cuff no hoes, tell a bitch keep walkin'
 I don't do much talkin'
 Right now I'm flossin', I do this often
 Gotta flex on a bitch
 Tag team, I got next on a bitch (I got next)
 I ain't stressing a bitch
 But every now and then I blow a check on a bitch
 Drop that ho back off in her hood, too rich for the bitch
 I'm too rich for the bitch, I'm too rich for the bitch
 Drop that ho back off at that club, I'm too rich for the bitch
 I'm too rich for the bitch, I'm too rich for the bitch
 Now do it, baby, do it, baby, do it, do it
 Do it, baby, do it, yeah yeah
 Now do it, baby, do it, baby, do it, do it
 Do it, baby, do it, yeah yeah
 Shawty playin', she lame for that
 She ain't have to put a nigga name in that
 Beefin' over these bitches, not me
 Nah, nigga, I ain't came for that
 We don't talk to no pillows, nigga
 We brought all these bitches with us
 You act like you got all the hoes
 But all I see is niggas with you
 She don't like when you pullin' on her
 She like me, I'm pullin' up
 I act like I don't want her
 You act like you can't get enough
 That bitch there like dopeboys
 If you got money she goin' for it
 I drink that hoe, her head so good
 She gon' have you there like, "oh lawd"
 All this time you ain't on
 I done bought her shit you can't afford
 She take pictures with your money
 But you tell her she can't do it
 All you niggas don't panic
 I'm just tryna understand it
 I must take these hoes for granted
 Or you niggas just so romantic
 Drop that ho back off in her hood, too rich for the bitch
 I'm too rich for the bitch, I'm too rich for the bitch
 Drop that ho back off at that club, I'm too rich for the bitch
 I'm too rich for the bitch, I'm too rich for the bitch
 Now do it, baby, do it, baby, do it, do it
 Do it, baby, do it, yeah yeah
 Now do it, baby, do it, baby, do it, do it
 Do it, baby, do it, yeah yeah
 

Audio Features

Song Details

Duration
03:01
Key
10
Tempo
128 BPM

Share

Albums by 50 Cent

Similar Songs