Young Dolph, Tim Gates - Rich Nigga lyrics
[Young Dolph, Tim Gates - Rich Nigga lyrics]
Uh huh dolph
Floyd Mayweather, I make hit's nigga (yeah)
All I ever want to do is be a rich nigga
Ask your bitch, yeah I'm the shit nigga
But all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga
Now I did everything they said I couldn't do
(Uh, huh) if you had no other
Choice nigga wouldn't you?
What'cha know about trapping with
Them hundred-round drummers, boy?
Counting bread and killing instrumentals
Made by Drumma Boy (Paper Route Empire)
I'm doing too much they get scared
Went and got that coupe and then went
Got that iced out big head
But all I ever want to be was a rich nigga
I was raised not to hate but
I swear I hate snitch niggas (I hate 'em)
Oops, I'm sorry
I'm the type of nigga to fall in there
Fresh as fuck and smoke out the party
I count my first hundred
Bands and said "Hallelujah!"
I can't do nothing but win
'cause I'm a sore loser
Floyd Mayweather, I make hit's nigga (yeah)
All I ever want to do is be a rich nigga
Ask your bitch, yeah I'm the shit nigga
But all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga
Ayy, all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga
(yeah) i don't speak too much I just
Hold up my wrist nigga (Dope boy)
Them hoes be like "Dolph you think you slick
Nigga" (Ha)
Too many faces out here I do it
For my real niggas now I ain't ever had shit
So now that I got it now
Can't nobody tell me shit
Everything I got, my nigga
I got it on my own
And every time you see me I flash
Fuck I'm hella stoned (Sorry)
Pardon me do you have a lighter?
Smoke a nigga rich nigga shit
On my young rich nigga shit
Then have a young rich nigga spit
Memphis team, dawg, word, that's my shit
Floyd Mayweather, I make hit's nigga (yeah)
All I ever want to do is be a rich nigga
Ask your bitch, yeah I'm the shit nigga
But all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga
Yeah, told my family we gonna
Live like the Jacksons just be patient
And let me put it into action (Do it)
Niggas getting wrong, ain't no more relaxing
(Now that ain't't)
Now I fuck with some hoes in high fashion
Big money family that's my only passion
And the lawyer promise you
You gonna get your fraction
All you hear is numbers
You think you in math class
Complete everything I never been a half-ass
You know what it do, tryna live with the crew
Every night screwing
Wake up to an ocean view (Right)
Yeah we make it happen
Never heard a no-excuse
And fuck with this Memphis nigga
Guaranteed to get the blues
Floyd Mayweather, I make hit's nigga (yeah)
All I ever want to do is be a rich nigga
(Paper Route)
Ask your bitch, yeah I'm the shit nigga
But all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga
Floyd Mayweather, I make hit's nigga (yeah)
All I ever want to do is be a rich nigga
Ask your bitch, yeah I'm the shit nigga
But all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga
Now I did everything they said I couldn't do
(Uh, huh) if you had no other
Choice nigga wouldn't you?
What'cha know about trapping with
Them hundred-round drummers, boy?
Counting bread and killing instrumentals
Made by Drumma Boy (Paper Route Empire)
I'm doing too much they get scared
Went and got that coupe and then went
Got that iced out big head
But all I ever want to be was a rich nigga
I was raised not to hate but
I swear I hate snitch niggas (I hate 'em)
Oops, I'm sorry
I'm the type of nigga to fall in there
Fresh as fuck and smoke out the party
I count my first hundred
Bands and said "Hallelujah!"
I can't do nothing but win
'cause I'm a sore loser
Floyd Mayweather, I make hit's nigga (yeah)
All I ever want to do is be a rich nigga
Ask your bitch, yeah I'm the shit nigga
But all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga
Ayy, all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga
(yeah) i don't speak too much I just
Hold up my wrist nigga (Dope boy)
Them hoes be like "Dolph you think you slick
Nigga" (Ha)
Too many faces out here I do it
For my real niggas now I ain't ever had shit
So now that I got it now
Can't nobody tell me shit
Everything I got, my nigga
I got it on my own
And every time you see me I flash
Fuck I'm hella stoned (Sorry)
Pardon me do you have a lighter?
Smoke a nigga rich nigga shit
On my young rich nigga shit
Then have a young rich nigga spit
Memphis team, dawg, word, that's my shit
Floyd Mayweather, I make hit's nigga (yeah)
All I ever want to do is be a rich nigga
Ask your bitch, yeah I'm the shit nigga
But all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga
Yeah, told my family we gonna
Live like the Jacksons just be patient
And let me put it into action (Do it)
Niggas getting wrong, ain't no more relaxing
(Now that ain't't)
Now I fuck with some hoes in high fashion
Big money family that's my only passion
And the lawyer promise you
You gonna get your fraction
All you hear is numbers
You think you in math class
Complete everything I never been a half-ass
You know what it do, tryna live with the crew
Every night screwing
Wake up to an ocean view (Right)
Yeah we make it happen
Never heard a no-excuse
And fuck with this Memphis nigga
Guaranteed to get the blues
Floyd Mayweather, I make hit's nigga (yeah)
All I ever want to do is be a rich nigga
(Paper Route)
Ask your bitch, yeah I'm the shit nigga
But all I ever want to do is be a rich nigga