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all 2 chainz 1-85 songs: rich as fuck 3:44 - 2 chainz lyrics

[intro: lil wayne]
uh

[verse 1: lil wayne]
ak on my nightstand
right next to that bible
but i swear, with these 50 shots
i’ll shoot it out with five*o
pockets getting too fat, no weight watchers, no lipo
money talks, bullsh*t walks on a motherf*cking tightrope, and i make that p*ssy tap out
i knock that p*ssy out cold
n*gga, you get beat the cr*p out
but that just how the dice roll
these hoes want that hosepipe
so i give all these hoes pipe
she get on that d*ck and stay on
all night, like porch lights, let do it
f*ck talking
we out here, we balling
and i’m spraying at these rusty n*ggas like w—
‘d*40
we f*cked up, we truk’ed up, no if, ands, or but f*cks
b*tch n*ggas go
behind your back like nunchucks, and that’s f*cked up
but my hoes down, my cups up, my n*ggas down for whatever, thee b*tches think they’re too fly?
well, tell them hoes i pluck feathers
i’m tunechi
young tunechi
i wear trukfit
f*ck gucci
she blowing kisses at me with her p*ssy lips
smooches, and that’s 2 chainz
[chorus 1: 2 chainz, lil wayne, & 2 chainz & lil wayne]
look at chu (woah)
now, look at us
all my n*ggas look rich as f*ck (yeah)
all my n*ggas live rich as f*ck (yeah)
all*all my n*ggas look rich as f*ck (yeah)
look at chu (look at chu)
now, look at us (now, look at us)
all my n*ggas look rich as f*ck (b*tch)
all my*all my n*ggas live rich as f*ck (you hoe*ass bi—)
all my*all*all my ni— (uh)
never talk to the cops

[verse 2: lil wayne]
i don’t speak pig latin
i turned a penny to a motherf*cking janet jackson
tell the b*tches that be hating i ain’t got no worries
i ju’ wanna hit*and*run like i ain’t got insurance
hoe
what’s your name? what’s your sign? zodiac k!ller
all rats gotta die, even master splinter
yeah
murder, 187
i be k!lling them b*tches, i hope all dogs go da heaven, and i got xanax
percocet, promethazine with codeine
call me mr. sandman
i’m selling all these hoes’ dreams, got a white girl with big titties
flat*ass, tv screen
i keep a bad b*tch
call me the b.b. king, and ya know i got that mouth out her
then put the b*tch out like a house fire
i’m k!lling these hoes like michael myers
i eat that cat just like a lion, and i can’t trust none of these n*ggas
can’t trust none of these hoes
and i see yo’ girl when i want
i got that hoe tivo’d, uh
got a red*ass b*tch with a red*ass p*ssy
n*gga try me? that’s a dead*ass p*ssy
since y’all motherf*ckers so blind to the fact
to tell you the truth, ion’t care who’s looking
all i know is i love my b*tch
and p*ssy feel just like heaven on earth
6*feet deep, d*ck*shoveling the dirt
r.i.p
rest in p*ssy
light that sh*t, then pass that sh*t
we gon’ get so smoked out
and then i went, got locked up
every night, i dreamt i broke out
one time for them p*ssy n*ggas
that’s that sh*t i don’t like
we eating over here, n*gga
f*ck around and have a food fight, and that’s 2 chainz
[chorus 2: 2 chainz, lil wayne, & 2 chainz & lil wayne]
look at chu (uh)
now, look at us (yeah)
all my n*ggas look rich as f*ck (what?)
all my n*ggas live rich as f*ck (what?)
all*all my n*ggas look rich as f*ck (yeah)
look at chu (ayy, f*ck all y’all b*tches, straight up)
now, look at us (any b*tch out there that ain’t never wanna give me no p*ssy)
all my n*ggas look rich as f*ck (f*ck you in yo’ assh0l*, b*tch)
all my*all my n*ggas live rich as f*ck
all my*all*all my n*ggas look rich as f*ck

[outro: lil wayne]
and yo’ n*gga a hoe

- 2 chainz lyrics

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