she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
he wanna fuck on a rich bitch
don't get my way i'ma throw a fit
he outta town out in mexico
we want it all count them pesos
you'll catch me out in designer clothes
check out my drip when i'm walking he stalking
louis mc swag on some fendi
stay a lady when you come just throw it back we still ain't finished
i'm your backbone support
we can't let no broke bitch come between us
i really like his standards
tell me what i'm 'posed to do
when he got bands in my face and i'm copping a coupe
i'm not shopping with you
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
she wanna fuck with a rich nigga
i might pull off with your bitch nigga
i think she in love with my dick nigga
i got your bitch looking thick nigga
louis leggings when we fly to la
she like to kiss all the tatts on my face
you ain't popping like i'm popping
how you come from the ghetto and look like a doll?
all these tatts on your body you look like a star
when you rocking my chain girl i know that you feel it
when i hop in the coupe girl i'm dropping the ceiling
gotta slip in my sheets girl you know this ain't ready
cause she fucking with coca
i'm a motherfucking player
the diamonds on me they just came to stall
your cuffing the bitch like a fucking cop
every day we neiman's we shop a lot
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga
she wanna fuck on a rich nigga