Rich As Fuck

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]

Never talk to the cops, I don't speak pig Latin

I turn the penny to a motherfucking Janet Jackson

Tell the bitches that be hating I ain't got no worries

I just wanna hit and run like I ain't got insurances

Ho, whats yo name whats yo sign, Zodiac Killer

All rats gotta die, even Master Splinter

Yeah, Murder 187

I be killing them bitches, I hope all dogs go to 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 bitch call me the BB King

You know I got that mouth out her

And put that bitch out like a house fire

I'm killing these hoes like Michael Myers

I eat that cat just like a lion

And I can't trust none of these niggas

Can't trust none of these hoes

I see your girl when I want, I got that ho TiVo'd

Got a red ass bitch with a red ass pussy

Nigga try me, that a dead ass pussy

Since yall motherfuckers so blind to the fact

To tell you the truth, I don't care who's looking

All I know is I love my bitch

That pussy feel just like heaven on earth

Six feet deep, dick shovel in dirt

R.I.P. – rest in pussy

Light that shit then pass that shit

We gon get so smoked out

And then I went got locked up

Every night I dreamt I broke out

One Time for them pussy niggas

That's that shit I don't like

We eating over here nigga

Fuck around and have food fight

And that's 2 Chainz.

[Hook]

Look at you

Now look at us

All my niggas look rich as fuck

All my niggas look rich as fuck

All my niggas look rich as fuck

Look at you

Now look at us

All my niggas look rich as fuck (bitch..)

All my niggas look rich as fuck(Ho Ass..)

All my niggas look rich as fuck

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]

AK on my night stand, right next to that bible

But I swear with these 50 shots, I'll shoot it out with 5-0

Pockets getting too fat, no weight watchers no lipo

Money talks, bullshit walks on a motherfucking tight rope

And I make that pussy tap out, I knock that pussy out cold

Nigga you get beat the crap out but that's just how the dice roll

These hoes want that hose pipe, so I give all these hoes pipe

She get on that dick and stay on, all night like porch lights

Lets do it, fuck talking, we out here we balling

And I'm spraying that on these rusty niggas like WD40

We fucked up, we Truk'd up, no if ands or but fucks

Bitch niggas go behind yo back like nun-chucks and that's fucked up

But my hoes down, my cups up, my niggas down for whatever

These bitches think they're too fly well tell em hoes I pluck feathers

I'm Tunechi, Young Tunechi, I wear Trukfit fuck Gucci

She's blowing kisses at me with her pussy lips, smooches

And that's 2 Chainz.

[Hook]

Look at you

Now look at us

All my niggas look rich as fuck

All my niggas look rich as fuck

All my niggas look rich as fuck

Look at you

Now look at us

All my niggas look rich as fuck

All my niggas look rich as fuck

All my niggas look rich as fuck