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50 Cent - Too Rich
50 Cent
Too Rich

Teksti :: Song Lyrics
That bi**h 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 bi**h back and clip the nigga
Pussy make him not pay attention
Your punk bi**h go with this nigga
I throw bands, bi**h, these hoes love me
I f**k a bad bi**h ’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 motherf**king money that they had from the re-up gone
I don’t do no stocking
I don’t cuff no hoes, tell a bi**h keep walkin’
I don’t do much talkin’
Right know I’m flossin’, I do this often
Gotta flex on a bi**h
Tag team, I got next on a bi**h
I ain’t stressing a bi**h
But every now and then I blow a check on a bi**h

[Hook]
Drop that hoe back off in her hood, too rich for the bi**h
I’m too rich for the bi**h, too rich for the bi**h
Drop that hoe back off in that club, too rich for the bi**h
I’m too rich for the bi**h, too rich for the bi**h
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 bi**hes [?] nah, nigga, I ain’t came for that
We don’t talk to no pillows, nigga
We brought all these bi**hes with us
You act like you got all the hoes, but all I see is niggas with you
She ain’t like it 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 bi**h 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 bought her shit you can’t afford
You take pictures with your money, but you tell her she can’t
All you niggas go and panic
I’m just tryna understand it
I must take these hoes for granted
Or you niggas just so romantic

[Hook]
Drop that hoe back off in her hood, too rich for the bi**h
I’m too rich for the bi**h, too rich for the bi**h
Drop that hoe back off in that club, too rich for the bi**h
I’m too rich for the bi**h, too rich for the bi**h
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
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