Gucci Mane - Rich Nigga Lyrics
Rich nigga shit ***** rich nigga shit,how much money can this one nigga get/rich nigga shit ***** rich nigga shit ***** that nigga look at this nigga wtist(Verse 1)Im not braggin,***** I got mo money get mo money than yo daddy,sadly/pull up in that Ashton its not Micheal Jackson imagine its the main attraction/and that nigga handsome he used to have a magnum/hundred pound of mid I tried to cram em way before a nigga dropped an album/I was pushin pampers,stampers,got em by the hamper and my name ring out in East Altlanta/took em to Savannah and to Alabama/and every counrty down close to Atlanta/im too hot to handle the way I scramble they think im Randle jiggin every play like Berry Sanders/cook it wit a hanger,mix it wit a lighter, stove, or candle/what ever must be done to get them grams up,imma run them grams up,imma cook them yams up, Zone 6 East Atlanta stand up(Chorusx2)(verse2)He trappin but still I got mo money then yo has been,husband,boy friend,or yo baby daddy/28 but still I could be yo suga daddy,yo nigga use to have it but now he doesn't have it/petecures and manicures was once yo daily habits,now he doesn't got it so you callin off the marriage,you met that man in Dallas so you thought he was a Maverick,said he was gone upgrade yo whip so as he got his taxes,damn,baby girl he got you lookin nasty/used to be attractive but right now you unattractive,I think sumbody said that that girl had an assey,sumbody tell me where all of her ass went/and her nigga in the county,sittin in the county and his bail 400 dollars....and that aint no *****in money,he still sittin in the county(Coursex2)(Verse 3)He hustle but still I got mo money than her brother/don't believe me?asker his baby me mother,he kno that I loved her,he kno that I *****ed her,he kno that she sucked me she *****ed wit me wit a rubber,*****ed undercover,hell I *****ed that ***** on top of cover/then I left a hundred on the dresser,hundred on the dresser?yea I left a hundred on the dresser,just to show that girl I was successful/and the lord done blessed her and her brother jealous/tell her brother sell a million records cuz this chess to him,to me its chekers(Chorus)
