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red cafe – i’m rich remix lyrics

[intro red cafe]
shake down
i got a tatted up b-tch
p-ssing on her t-tties
louis bag ysl
baddest in the city
that girl -ss juicy
she got me getting trippy
she get freaky for the boss
she know i ball silly

[intro hook]
look i’m rich, i’m racked up, i’m strapped up, i’m rich
my car fast, my b-tch bad, i’m rich
i grind hard, i play hard, i’m rich
f-ck y’all i’m rich
f-ck y’all i’m rich
i’m racked up, i’m strapped up, i’m rich
my car fast, my b-tch bad, i’m rich
i grind hard, i play hard, i’m rich
f-ck y’all i’m rich
f-ck y’all i’m rich

[ red cafe’s verse ]
and i’m faded
all the cars and wardrobe the latest
and the bottles coming non stop
started from the bottom but a n-gga still made it
shake down mother f-ck these haters
roll up finna smoke of my papers
what it do though
i’m a fool though
got the new hublot car move blow
back home from the district red light
three chicks at a time one red light
act crazy i got gunners
got work and we doing numbers new york what
all my chicks swagged out
out in vegas i cashed out
threw my forty five racks out
then i poured up till i p-ssed out

[ hook ]
f-ck y’all i’m rich, i’m racked up, i’m strapped up, i’m rich
my car fast, my b-tch bad, i’m rich
i grind hard, i play hard, i’m rich
f-ck y’all i’m rich
f-ck y’all i’m rich

[ ace hood’s verse ]
okay now all hail to the king n-gga
glock forty’s my pain k!ller
i ain’t stunting on p-ssy n-ggas
go and ask your b-tch if she’s seen realer
i’ll give her back when i’m done with her
suck it dry she’s a babysitter
i’m at anguilla eating conchfritters
and i’m smoking k!ller in a fly villa
i ain’t new to this b-tch i’m to legit
if i’m driving dog then its the latest sh-t
i ball hard on my bull sh-t
i’m like micheal jordan back in ninety six
i stevie wonder i don’t see the sh-t
probably hit your girl but i plead the fifth
got the sky dweller for the time teller
got a rich taste like a wine cellar

[french montana’s verse]
b-tching n-gga crib inside the central park
blowing money like i’m slanging dope and balling mall
if that p-ssy whack then i probably never call tomorrow
if that p-ssy good then i’ll probably buy the b-tch the mall
heat game floor seats f-ck that call the law
alley-opp fast break could have stole the ball
blowing money fast like i’m rafael andrews
k!ll that p-ssy tell that ho go and call the reff

[ jeremih’s verse ]
f-ck y’all n-ggas counting other n-ggas figures
better know a n-ggas rich
i know your money too short
and i be on the west coast just throw your b-tch
i heard about you suckers
y’all be chasing after money
i be running to the chase
now i got so much new fan
i’m like b-tch get the f-ck out my mother f-cking face
soon or later i’m a check a hundred
-ssure you i’m the hottest of this r&b sh-t
and they know it
that b-tch like my money
and my weed she blowing
in giuseppes sitting counting paper where jamaicans be going
take a trip too shorts make it rip double that
make it flip bankroll
bless me i don’t even need a handkerchief

[hook]
f-ck y’all i’m rich, i racked up, i’m strapped up, i’m rich
my car fast, my b-tch bad, i’m rich
i grind hard, i play hard, i’m rich
f-ck y’all i’m rich
f-ck y’all i’m rich
i’m racked up, i’m strapped up, i’m rich
my car fast, my b-tch bad, i’m rich
i grind hard, i play hard, i’m rich
f-ck y’all i’m rich
f-ck y’all i’m rich
f-ck y’all i’m rich
f-ck y’all i’m rich

- red cafe lyrics

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