Rich & Famous Songtext
[Intro]
Aye, shorty I'mma tell you like dis
I know you used to messing with them ordinary guys
But, uh
The way I'm getting money
I can introduce you to a lifestyle you gon' love forever
It's Double-M G
[Hook]
I wanna buy your looooove! Tell me what it's gon' be? (Tell me what it's gon' be?)
Aye, shorty I'mma tell you like dis
I know you used to messing with them ordinary guys
But, uh
The way I'm getting money
I can introduce you to a lifestyle you gon' love forever
It's Double-M G
[Hook]
I wanna buy your looooove! Tell me what it's gon' be? (Tell me what it's gon' be?)
I wanna buy your looooove! Everything is on me! (Everything is on me!)
(x2)Lifestyle of the rich and the famous. Don't you wanna be rich and be famous?
I wanna buy your
[Verse 1]
Riding through my city with a chick I used to lust
Bout to make a movie starring me, the two of us
Pounds at the top floor, elevator shooters up
So I can eat that pussy for breakfast, dinner, and lunch
And uh She been waiting all night.. For this hard pipe
I think she called twice
Before you knew it I pulled in she seen them fog lights
& I can see she had a hard night
Up and down that pole selling dreams, selling love
It was sort of like she serving fiends and selling drugs
Giving them a fix/Body solid as a brick
With no baking soda on it I went raw every time I hit
Life's a bitch but I go deep up in that pussy Jerry Rice
& every time I'm in the building I ain't never like
She be on that pole/Tryna chase her goals Going up and down like that angel on that rose. Lord Knows!
(x2)Lifestyle of the rich and the famous. Don't you wanna be rich and be famous?
I wanna buy your
[Verse 1]
Riding through my city with a chick I used to lust
Bout to make a movie starring me, the two of us
Pounds at the top floor, elevator shooters up
So I can eat that pussy for breakfast, dinner, and lunch
And uh She been waiting all night.. For this hard pipe
I think she called twice
Before you knew it I pulled in she seen them fog lights
& I can see she had a hard night
Up and down that pole selling dreams, selling love
It was sort of like she serving fiends and selling drugs
Giving them a fix/Body solid as a brick
With no baking soda on it I went raw every time I hit
Life's a bitch but I go deep up in that pussy Jerry Rice
& every time I'm in the building I ain't never like
She be on that pole/Tryna chase her goals Going up and down like that angel on that rose. Lord Knows!
WILLIAMS, ROBERT / TUCKER, ORLANDO JAHLIL / ROBINSON, V. / BUTLER, T.
© Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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