Lyrics of Rich as

Lil Wayne

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(verse 1: lil wayne)
Never talk to the cops, i dont speak pig latin
I turn the penny to a motherf*cking janet jackson
Tell the bitches that be hatin 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, im 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
Im 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
Cuz yall motherf*ckers so blind to the fact
To tell you the truth, i dont 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 dont like
We eating over here nigga
F*ck around and have food fight
And that's 2 chainz..

(hook)
Look at you
Now look at us
All my niggas look rich as f*ck
All my niggas look rich as f*ck
All my niggas look rich as f*ck

Look at you
Now look at us
All my niggas look rich as f*ck
All my niggas look rich as f*ck
All my niggas look rich as f*ck

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(verse 2: lil wayne)
Ak on my night stand, right next to the bible
But i swear with these 50 shots, i'll shoot it out with 5-0
Pockets gettin too fat, no weight watchers no lipo
Money talks, bullshit walks on a motherf*cking 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, f*ck talking, we out here we ballin
And im spraying that on these rusty niggas like wd40
We f*cked up, we truk'd up, no if ands or but f*cks
Bitch niggas go behind yo back like nun-chucks and that's f*cked 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 f*ck 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 f*ck
All my niggas look rich as f*ck
All my niggas look rich as f*ck

Look at you
Now look at us
All my niggas look rich as f*ck
All my niggas look rich as f*ck
All my niggas look rich as f*ck

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