Rich Niggaz (feat. Paparue, Lil Wayne & Turk) - Juvenile

Full blown, run rich, Brinx Yo, Mula, yo, yeah Ayo I know what these niggas like, and it ain't my charm I ain't stupid, this $250 on my arm I like money more than dick, nigga, that's a fact You think pussy's everything? Well, let's have a chat A-a-ass out, pussy fat, point me to a rich nigga Who gon' Rico, Ace me, pay in full my money, Mitch nigga? I'ma help him fuck the check up, I'ma run the business If your girl don't get it poppin', put me on your wishlist Hitlist, now he sendin' gifts like if it's Christmas He say, "Baby, everyday we ballin'," I say, "Swish, swish" Got him callin' nonstop 'cause he don't wanna miss this I said, "Don't panic, keep the faith, nigga, B.I.G.'s bitch" (Real rich nigga sex) If you know your pussy worth a Benz truck (Rich sex) Don't let homie fuck unless his bands up (Rich sex) Go to DR, get that fat transfer (Rich sex) It ain't such a thing as broke and handsome (Rich sex) If you let that broke nigga fuck, we tellin' (Rich sex) If you let that broke nigga fuck, we tellin' (Rich sex) If you let that broke nigga fuck, we tellin' (Rich sex) If you let that broke nigga fuck, we tellin' (Rich sex) Lil' mama said she only fuckin' on a rich dick I cum in her face and tell her, "Now you lookin' rich, bitch" Her friend in the other room, can I get a witness We could have some rich sex, cannot have no rich kids Facts, all my bitches have no limits Fucked her in a helicopter, now she screamin' "Sky's the limit" Fuck her in the drop top, now she screamin' "Sky's the limit" Sent her back to who she with Now she screamin' "Why I'm with him", damn Lil' mama said she only suckin' on a rich dick Make you put your money where your mouth at, that's some lipstick Let's fuck on the money 'fore we count that, that's some lipstick Pussy smell like money when I'm down there, that some Nic shit (Real rich nigga sex) If you know your pussy worth a Benz truck (Rich sex) Don't let homie fuck unless his bands up (Rich sex) Go to DR, get that fat transfer (Rich sex) It ain't such a thing as broke and handsome (Rich sex) If you let that broke nigga fuck, we tellin' (Rich sex) If you let that broke nigga fuck, we tellin' (Rich sex) If you let that broke nigga fuck, we tellin' (Rich sex) If you let that broke nigga fuck, we tellin' (Rich sex) Rich who? Got bricks, too The rich get richer, that's my ritual Rich crew, link my bitch, too Mack took the Wraith, me and Tune flew I don't even know where we going these days, where we landing Queen, where we going again? To the moon, Alice, the goon palace We don't get fly, we take flight Woo, haha, ahh-haha, ahh You mad, doggie? You mad, doggie? (Next stop: New York) Hahaha, rrrrr!

One: You 'bout dat paper? You on top? You handlin' business? You doin' swell? Down with yo' niggaz to da finish? Are you willin'? To hit da streetz up and make a killin'? Are you a villain? Pushin' a bentley makin' millions? Do you do your time? Without rattin' on your partners? Do you kill your beef? With a pistol or a chopper? Is you da man? Do you pay all of your bills? Did you make a plan? And won't stop 'till it fulfilled? Can you handle coke? Can you handle dope? Ain't afraid to go? Even though you know? Look... lil' daddy... Do you take care of yo' kids? Is it clean in yo' crib? Can't you stand to eat some ribs? Ain't it scandalous how we live? You ball with cash money? Do you like manny track? Ain't it shive how i rap? Puttin' new orleans on the map! You brush ya teeth? You on dem hoes? You got dem rees on ya feet? With dem girbauds? 1: 4x Then you a solja nigga, put up a solja rag!!! Put up a soljah rag Put up a soljah rag Two: Now what's happenin' wit' you? You knockin' dem heads off too? You do what a playa do? You fuck in the rochambeau? You ain't scared to blast? When you got dat iron witcha Do you bust his ass? You acts a ass? You got ya ski mask? And ya solja rag? Look... You ready to blow a bag? Can you hustle like it's legal? Can you avoid da people? And hotwire your regal? You 'bout dat evil? Look... You on some ignorant shit? When that hoe get flip Now can you punish da bitch? You like dem beamers? You like dem benz 500s? You like dem hummers? You like dem big fine womens? You a playa ain't ya? None of these bitch niggaz could fade ya! The ghetto made ya! Dope fiends and junkies raised ya! Do you sleep in suites? Do you go shopping every week? When you hit da streetz You got dem reeboks on your feet? 2: Then you a solja nigga, put up a solja rag!! Throw up a solja rag Put up a solja rag Throw up a solja rag Put up a solja rag Throw up a soljah rag Put up a soljah rag Put up a soljah rag Throw up a soljah rag 1: 2x Three: Is you a paper chaser? You got your block on fire? Remainin' a g? Until the moment you expire? You know what it is? To make nothin' outta somethin'? You handle your biz? And don't be cryin' And its somethin' Your niggaz is in ya? You got your girlfriends witcha? Since you was a kid? You was a instant wig-splitter? You twinkle your slug? You ain't no bitch huh? You stompin' ya box in the mud? A hot boy microwave oven Tatooted up, booted up None of you bitches lovin' Your windows are tinted? You got a g and a half and you ready to spend it? You don't fuck with dem nike tennis? You play with barettaz? You sleep in the royal sonesta? You won't fuck vanessa? You got chopperz up on ya dresser? You believe in god? But can you handle it when its hard? And represent your ward? You be stalkin' the boulevard? 3: Put up a solja rag Throw up a solja rag Put up a solja rag Put up a solja rag Throw up a solja rag Put up a solja rag Throw up a solja rag Put up a solja rag Throw up a solja rag Put up a solja rag Put up a solja rag Throw up a solja rag Put up a solja rag Throw up a solja rag Put up a solja rag Throw up a solja rag Throw up a solja rag Throw up a solja rag