letra de richgurls - d'shaun
[verse 1: d’shaun]
good girls ain’t no fun
bad girls ain’t no good
smart girls wanna act dumb
rich girls wanna act hood
holup
dressed all in yo fit
drink all in yo cup
high heels on yo feet
got dank all in yo blunt
we both into the same things
i like gold rings, i like pay days
i like balmain, i like cold drinks
i like partying, i like to get away
i like to stack the paper
spend the paper fast
i like to treat my friends
and pick up the tab
i like party hopping
i like a fat -ss
i like more money
i like that math
i like you
i like you
& my n-gg-s here like your crew
& the night here’s almost through
what y’all finna get into?
who? oh cool
tryna see what’s popping w you
maybe get you back to the crib girl
and you could spend a night or two
cuss your dress tight
and your hair did
got gold all on yo necklace
you out here acting reckless
yo ex man, yeah he ain’t sh-t
i got room for one
you gotta leave ya friends
is it love or l-st it just all depends
boutta pull up
is you hopping in?
girl i must admire yo confidence
uh
[hook]
good girls ain’t no fun
bad girls ain’t no good
smart girls wanna act dumb
rich girls wanna act hood, x2
y’all just some
rich girls acting hood
rich girls acting hood
rich girls acting hood
these bad girls ain’t no good
[verse 2]
alright
good girls ain’t no fun
bad girls ain’t no good
smart girls wanna act dumb
rich girls wanna act hood
holup
out here with yo girls
tryna take shots & then take pics
rocking gold chains & gold bracelets
straight alcohol no chasers
you a bad girl
with yo best friend
is she bout it ?
no question
ball hard
no pac10
you love lights
cameras and action
you like michael kors
you like to swipe in stores
you like keys keys
cuss keys open doors
you like courtside
sitting on the floor
you like a filled cup
you like to pour pour
you like you
you like you
& honestly i like you too
& my n-gg-s here like yo crew
what y’all finna get into?
who? oh cool
tryna see what’s popping w you
maybe get you back to the crib girl
and you could spend a night or two
cuss your dress tight
and your hair did
got gold all on yo necklace
you out here acting reckless
yo ex man, yeah he ain’t sh-t
i got room for one
you gotta leave ya friends
is it love or l-st it just all depends
boutta pull up
is you hopping in?
girl i must admire yo confidence
uh
[hook]
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