n*gga Rich (You’s a Hoe) lyrics

[Intro]
You f*ckin' dig? I know you f*ckin' dig
I know you dig the f*ckin' kid
Ayy (Dig)

[Chorus]
I told 'em chill with all that n*gga sh*t (Yeah)
I want it clean, don't like it n*gga rich (Ah)
My b*tch, she trippin' like she n*gga rich (Baby, you trippin')
My diamonds drippin' like they n*gga rich (b*tch, you trippin', oh)
I told 'em chill with all that n*gga sh*t (You need to chill)
I told 'em chill with all that silly sh*t (Ha)
My diamonds icey like they n*gga rich (Ah)
My Rollie trippin', iced out, n*gga rich (They n*gga rich)
Bae, them here birds said I was n*gga rich (You n*gga rich)
My car tricked out, I got on n*gga rich, ah (Skrrt, skrrt, ah)
My ho ass fat and this that n*gga rich (Dig that)
Her waist so big, man, this that n*gga rich (That ass fat)

[Verse]
I bought her ice, I bought a lot of sh*t (Spent some bands)
I iced out all of my motherf*ckin' clique (Iced out my mans)
I put in big and I got bigger sh*t (Ayy, what?)
I got these hoes, they drippin' on my di*k (Before the racks), yeah (Swear)
I got 'em drippin' on this slime sh*t (Slime)
My ho been ballin', she been kinda rich (Slime)
I bought a casket, then I killed the b*tch (Yeah, yeah)
Way before this rap, I was on some triller sh*t (On God, hey)
Stacked up them M's and started talkin' strong (Yeah, ah)
I f*cked that lil' b*tch while poppa was home (Ah, ah, ah)
My b*tch start geekin' and took off her clothes (She gettin' naked, hey)
I told 'em take one to the f*ckin' dome (Never, woah)
I heard my dad lookin' for me, went chrome (What you want? Brrt)
But momma knew I wasn't comin' home (I swear she, ha, ah)
I told 'em "Alright, I'm not comin' wrong" (I ain't comin' wrong)
I told 'em "Alright, I'm not comin' wrong" (I ain't comin' wrong)
She wan' be slime, she gotta wipe her nose (Slime)
I f*ck that b*tch up like a centerfold (Centerfold)
I told that b*tch how I bang, n*gga, woah ([?])
She know I can take on her and her folks (Swear to God)
They wanna get down with this slime sh*t (They wan' get down)
They gotta slime out a whole lotta sh*t (Slatt, slatt, slatt)
We used to air out a whole lotta sh*t (Hey)
Now we ain't gotta do that no more, you dig (You know I did, yeah)
I might vacuum seal a lot of bands (Lotta bands)
I pull up stuntin' on the [?] (Skrrt)
She tried to dump him like a trash can (Like a what?)
She must don't know that I'm his mans mans (Lil' bitty b*tch, ha)
She know he's attracted to them bands, bands (Bands, bands)
b*tch, he got assets to the grand mans (Grand mans, yeah)
I just hit a prowl, I was at the main land, yeah, I just left church
So you's a H, ain't talkin' Hermanns (You's a ho!)
With my main b*tch and I eat fish and grits (Rich)
Hunnid K for my ring like I'm just filthy rich (Ha)
Stuntin' every day, I know I'm so built for this (Slatt, slatt)
And on my block, you could get killed for this (Blatt)
Or milked for this (Slatt), or stripped for this (Hey)
There ain't no cure for this (No way)
This a cold war, you better have your quilt for this (Better)
Whole lotta n*ggas ain't gon' keep it no realer than this (Swear)
So just listen 'fore these n*ggas start squealing sh*t (Fool, oh, woah!)
These n*ggas quick to grab a gun (Yeah), and go to war (And what?)
And shoot it up, then tell, don't know who to trust (What?)
That's ludicrous (Hey), I ain't new, b*tch, I'm true to this (Yeah)
We do this sh*t (I do), wanna pull off some proof? Then, sh*t
Go 'head
Yeah, go 'head
b*tch, gon' 'head
You heard what I said, gon' 'head
[Outro]
I told 'em chill with all that n*gga sh*t
I like it clean, don't want it n*gga rich
My b*tch, she trippin' like she n*gga rich, hey
My diamonds drippin' like they n*gga rich
I told her chill with all that gigglin'
I told her chill with all that silly sh*t
My diamonds icey like they n*gga rich
My Rollie iced out drippin' n*gga rich