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letra de rich ghetto bitch - dj pharris

[intro: sg batman]
wah-wah-wah (i need a rich ghetto b-tch)
(i need a rich ghetto, yah, yah)
(something about that big ol’ b-tch make you hate that pretty ass lil’ b-tch, aye)
woah, woah, woooah
(something about that foreign car make you hate them basic ass lil’ whips)
aye, aye, haha
wah, wah, wah
(yeah, something about that foreign car makes you hate-)
wah, wah

[verse 1: sg batman]
we f-ckin’ netflix chillin’, i ain’t even watchin’ the movie, i’m bankin’ the b-tch
b-tch always talkin’ ’bout her brothas, i don’t give a f-ck, i spray one of ’em
told that b-tch, you lucky i don’t like your friends, b-tch, i’d bag one of ’em
n-ggas keep sayin’ my name as if they ain’t comin’ outside, we’ll take one of ’em
i ain’t sayin’ no names, lеt me go bang, they gon’ be lookin’ for lamb
that b-tch suckеd my d-ck and sn-tched my soul, she better not be lookin’ for a lamb
came from below that hoes crib, you gon’ get yourself in a jam
i hit a l!ck with my brodas, we gon’ split the hoe half and half
i ain’t gonna let you know i f-cked your b-tch, i’ma skeet off and laugh

it’s just something about that boujee b-tch, that make you hate that basic b-tch
it’s something about this fast engine, that make you hate that basic sh-t
i like round big ol’ booties, i need a rich ghetto b-tch
have you slidin’ without no [tank], you must not really be in this sh-t
a n-gga just died, we rollin’ up right now
you goin’ out in style
this phone bussin’, they blowin’ the line down
i’m reloadin’ right now
i can put your b-tch right on punishment, tell her, “go lay down”
these hoes easy, they f-ckin’ weak
i gotta little more then an ounce
we roll deep, load up them glizzes, b-tch we poppin’ out
it’s just something about a scary n-gga that give you snitch signals
hit yo block up, we ain’t runnin’ out of led, this a mechanical pencil
shot that block up, swap that clip out, you think i worked at blockbusters
b-tch, i’m making transactions on the phone, i ain’t no [?] worker [?]
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no laptop when i’m sittin’ round wit’ that mac
i’ma chicago legend, got me feelin’ like bernie mac
yah, yah, yah, yah, yah

it’s just something about that boujee b-tch, that make you hate that basic b-tch
you heard what i said, yah, yah
it’s just something about that choppa that make you hate them little ass bl!cks, yah
i like big ol’ booty b-tch, i need a rich ghetto b-tch, you done heard what i said, yah
it’s just something about that n-gga when he nervous and i think he gon’ takeoff, he scared
yah, yah, yah, wah, wah
something about that boujee b-tch, that make you hate that basic ass lil’ b-tch
it’s just something about them fast cars i’m drivin’ in that make me hate that basic ass lil’ whip, yah, yah
i need a big booty rich ghetto b-tch thats the type of b-tch i feel like that can handle me, yah
i need a big body v12 bently that’s the type of car i should be rollin’ in n-gga
[verse 2: vic mensa]
i need a riiich ghetto b-tch, these girls can’t handle me
i don’t care if that ass ain’t real but just don’t lie to me
he ain’t really wanna live, he kept on cappin’ on live with me
waterworks, you gon’ get wet, foe nem go slide for me
whole lotta glizzes, i ain’t talkin’ about no mothaf-ckin’ hot dog contest
b-tch we big time, savemoney millionaire, i need me a b-tch from the projects
we want smoke fo’ sho’, y’all playin’ flag football, you don’t want no contact
they doin’ high speeds, my hittas gon’ k!ll you on-demand, no comcast
been in that cab with me, that’s rip, give moe fo five g’s
he wanna play around on digital, we made his b-tch ass say, “cheese”
i got shootas in l.a, they droppin’ the rakes like ad
i’m from the seven, i put that sh-t on my back, i’m ballin’ like kd
she blowin’ my line up, i had to block her ass, she just wanna play d
it’s just something about your s-xy ass that make me buy giuseppe bags
just something about that ducati that make her ass look extra fat
she gon’ hold down my bl!ck, i need a rich ghetto b-tch
she pay her bills off them tricks, we off at oceans like a ship
i brought my pole in the strip club, on my name i ain’t no vic, you know how i’m rockin’

- dj pharris

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