Rich Muthafucka - Gucci Mane
(Verse) Bitches say my diamonds be retarded (wut?) My lip I work for million category You in the VIP but unimportant You say you want a bottle but can’t afford it Growing up I ain’t have a lot of choices My mama dropped off on Morley She’s a vulture, it was better man, it was torture If you married to a broke bitch my nigga divorce You don’t want these five hunnids Then it ain’t and I can tell ya If yo baby daddy go then yo child is a failure Last bet the 99 now I got some shit to say That’s for 2009, good I got something to mail I’m smoking gangsta kush, I’ on the toilet They pulled us over but your girlfriend took the charges Your boyfriend broke, can’t even buy a pair of Jordans I’m ballin so hard I might buy a pair of Porsches (Hook) I’m a rich muthafucka And she a dick muthafucka Zone 6 muthafucka And we some rich muthafuckas (Verse) Man I left it to the bank again Smoking dank no limit, it’s the tank again Ice cream, Gucci Mane with the diamond grin And if you really love me baby let me fuck your friend I’m so turnt up that she tuned in My penthouse so big she wanna move in And my rent so big man it can’t fit 15 chains, all call me Slick Rick Thick bitch, hill squarin like a red nose And before you got squarin like a blue pick I got my main ho buyin more extendos And shootin all my ol foes, where’s my ol Ghost? 4-4, we’ll fuck you and snap throats (Hook) I’m a rich muthafucka And she a dick muthafucka Zone 6 muthafucka And we some rich muthafuckas
Artist: Gucci Mane
Title: Rich Muthafucka