Damedot - Rich Nigga Summer lyrics
[Damedot - Rich Nigga Summer lyrics]
One time for the thick bitch who
Keep twerkin' on her friend (Jose the Plug)
I been hustlin', gettin' it in
A nigga put my name in a rap, we gon' spin
How much you pay for that booty?
What you want for that coochie?
I'ma hit it once, then fade like I'm Boosie
Rich nigga summer
All I'm fuckin' with is hoochies
All I know is drip, I can dress a stylist
She moved OT, tryna reset her mileage
She got good brain, but she ain't in college
You wanna cry over a rich nigga or a bum?
I don't care how cute you is, bitch
You still don't get a crumb
Give a fuck where you from
I don't owe a nigga nothin'
FEMA owe a nigga somethin'
'cause my basеment flooded
I can't tell what timе it is
'cause the face is flooded
I'll send a nigga home even
When the bases loaded
One time for my nigga baking soda
One time for the state of Minnesota
Thousand for the drank, twenty for a soda
When these 308s hit his foreign
It's gon' flip it over
First mag run out, I'ma flip it over
We fuckin' from the back
You not flippin' over
We can leave the bed made up
Fuck you on the sofa
I'ma put that pussy in a coma
My lil' bitch a freak
Gotta fuck her on the sneak
Her nigga ain't gon' sleep if he
Know she on the East
Bitch, be a nigga peace
I get love in the streets
How much you want for some neck?
Bitch, nah, I'm bullshittin
I don't really pay for sex
You don't need my number
I ain't really tryna text
She thought it was a Rari
I was really in a 'Vette
She thought I went swimming
But I really went to Hutch
I'll get a nigga whole squad wiped
I don't give a fuck
You wanna hold somethin', lil bitch
Hold these nuts
Nah, this ain't no coffee, boy
It's Quagen in my cup
Two elite bitches with me, yeah, top notch
Titties out, hair blowin' in the droptop
Five hundred rounds through that
Chop got it hot, hot
Broke bitch said
"Can we chill?" I said "Uh uh"
What we do on the sneaky link
You can't tell nobody nigga, this that
That shit you shouldn't sell nobody
Give a fiend a gram, later on
You gon' find his body
Give a bitch some bands
She gon' go and spend it on her body
My neck, wrist lookin' like a lightshow
This Skydweller cost me thirty ice 'bows
I'm on an island
My bitch got the white toes
She so pretty, yeah
I fuck her with the lights on
New Amiris, Louboutins with the spikes on
I'm the hottest nigga in the
City with some ice on
My hoes ain't gon' show up with no Mikes on
(Alexander McQueen, Louis, Gucci
Chanel, Celine, she ain't playin')
One time for the thick bitch who
Keep twerkin' on her friend (Jose the Plug)
I been hustlin, gettin it in
A nigga put my name in a rap, we gon' spin
How much you pay for that booty?
What you want for that coochie?
I'ma hit it once, then fade like I'm Boosie
Rich nigga summer
All I'm fuckin with is hoochies
All I know is drip, I can dress a stylist
She moved OT, tryna reset her mileage
She got good brain, but she ain't in college
You wanna cry over a rich nigga or a bum?
(You wanna cry over a rich nigga or a bum?)
Keep twerkin' on her friend (Jose the Plug)
I been hustlin', gettin' it in
A nigga put my name in a rap, we gon' spin
How much you pay for that booty?
What you want for that coochie?
I'ma hit it once, then fade like I'm Boosie
Rich nigga summer
All I'm fuckin' with is hoochies
All I know is drip, I can dress a stylist
She moved OT, tryna reset her mileage
She got good brain, but she ain't in college
You wanna cry over a rich nigga or a bum?
I don't care how cute you is, bitch
You still don't get a crumb
Give a fuck where you from
I don't owe a nigga nothin'
FEMA owe a nigga somethin'
'cause my basеment flooded
I can't tell what timе it is
'cause the face is flooded
I'll send a nigga home even
When the bases loaded
One time for my nigga baking soda
One time for the state of Minnesota
Thousand for the drank, twenty for a soda
When these 308s hit his foreign
It's gon' flip it over
First mag run out, I'ma flip it over
We fuckin' from the back
You not flippin' over
We can leave the bed made up
Fuck you on the sofa
I'ma put that pussy in a coma
My lil' bitch a freak
Gotta fuck her on the sneak
Her nigga ain't gon' sleep if he
Know she on the East
Bitch, be a nigga peace
I get love in the streets
How much you want for some neck?
Bitch, nah, I'm bullshittin
I don't really pay for sex
You don't need my number
I ain't really tryna text
She thought it was a Rari
I was really in a 'Vette
She thought I went swimming
But I really went to Hutch
I'll get a nigga whole squad wiped
I don't give a fuck
You wanna hold somethin', lil bitch
Hold these nuts
Nah, this ain't no coffee, boy
It's Quagen in my cup
Two elite bitches with me, yeah, top notch
Titties out, hair blowin' in the droptop
Five hundred rounds through that
Chop got it hot, hot
Broke bitch said
"Can we chill?" I said "Uh uh"
What we do on the sneaky link
You can't tell nobody nigga, this that
That shit you shouldn't sell nobody
Give a fiend a gram, later on
You gon' find his body
Give a bitch some bands
She gon' go and spend it on her body
My neck, wrist lookin' like a lightshow
This Skydweller cost me thirty ice 'bows
I'm on an island
My bitch got the white toes
She so pretty, yeah
I fuck her with the lights on
New Amiris, Louboutins with the spikes on
I'm the hottest nigga in the
City with some ice on
My hoes ain't gon' show up with no Mikes on
(Alexander McQueen, Louis, Gucci
Chanel, Celine, she ain't playin')
One time for the thick bitch who
Keep twerkin' on her friend (Jose the Plug)
I been hustlin, gettin it in
A nigga put my name in a rap, we gon' spin
How much you pay for that booty?
What you want for that coochie?
I'ma hit it once, then fade like I'm Boosie
Rich nigga summer
All I'm fuckin with is hoochies
All I know is drip, I can dress a stylist
She moved OT, tryna reset her mileage
She got good brain, but she ain't in college
You wanna cry over a rich nigga or a bum?
(You wanna cry over a rich nigga or a bum?)