Rich Famous by WhoisDread Lyrics
[Intro: WhoisDread]
Rock Boy Beats
Hey!
(Waddup Dread)
You know it!
[Refrain: B. Hess]
Pulled up in a coupe
Diamonds on my wrist, shining like the stars
So I lost the roof
Hopped out with a bag, drippin' on these hoes
Damn, I got the juice (yeah yeah)
Lifestyles of the rich and famous
[Verse 1: B. Hess]
If I'm throwing money (hey!)
You know that I want it
Fifties and hundreds
Fallin' down on your body
Popped the seal on the fo'
Damn, you move in slow mo'
And that booty look perfect
Give a fuck if it's purchased
Climb up
Pop it for a real one
Got her sittin' on my lap
Give me something fat I can feel on, yeah
Love the way you move like a ballerina
Round and round the pole girl, you know I need ya
When its lights out, you get so freaky
When its lights out, you get so freaky (ooh)
[Chorus: Dread]
Girl, you come alive in the night time
Do I gotta throw ones just to make time?
Why am I aroused by your fake role?
The lifestyle of the rich and the famous
[Interlude: B. Hess]
Ooh!
She fuckin' with the lifestyle
Now when I pull that cash out
[Verse 2: Dread]
Hunnid bands! (brrrr)
Run it! Cut the check
Addicted to mollies and percocets
And finessing these lil' niggas out their check
Girl, fuck it up
You're bad and you know how to work that pole
I came here to flex and to trick on you
Take you back to the crib for a private show
Then, you gotta go (yeah)
The only reason that she really do this is to pay the bills
When that Future come on, got her twerkin' like she off a pill
Them dead presidents got you in a trance
I came here tonight just to buy your soul
Now trick hit that pole, do the holy dance
Need it on demand (yea!)
[Chorus: Dread]
Girl, you come alive in the night time
Do I gotta throw ones just to make time?
Why am I aroused by your fake role?
The lifestyle of the rich and the famous
Girl, you come alive in the night time
Do I gotta throw ones just to make time?
Why am I aroused by your fake role?
The lifestyle of the rich and the famous
Rock Boy Beats
Hey!
(Waddup Dread)
You know it!
[Refrain: B. Hess]
Pulled up in a coupe
Diamonds on my wrist, shining like the stars
So I lost the roof
Hopped out with a bag, drippin' on these hoes
Damn, I got the juice (yeah yeah)
Lifestyles of the rich and famous
[Verse 1: B. Hess]
If I'm throwing money (hey!)
You know that I want it
Fifties and hundreds
Fallin' down on your body
Popped the seal on the fo'
Damn, you move in slow mo'
And that booty look perfect
Give a fuck if it's purchased
Climb up
Pop it for a real one
Got her sittin' on my lap
Give me something fat I can feel on, yeah
Love the way you move like a ballerina
Round and round the pole girl, you know I need ya
When its lights out, you get so freaky
When its lights out, you get so freaky (ooh)
[Chorus: Dread]
Girl, you come alive in the night time
Do I gotta throw ones just to make time?
Why am I aroused by your fake role?
The lifestyle of the rich and the famous
[Interlude: B. Hess]
Ooh!
She fuckin' with the lifestyle
Now when I pull that cash out
[Verse 2: Dread]
Hunnid bands! (brrrr)
Run it! Cut the check
Addicted to mollies and percocets
And finessing these lil' niggas out their check
Girl, fuck it up
You're bad and you know how to work that pole
I came here to flex and to trick on you
Take you back to the crib for a private show
Then, you gotta go (yeah)
The only reason that she really do this is to pay the bills
When that Future come on, got her twerkin' like she off a pill
Them dead presidents got you in a trance
I came here tonight just to buy your soul
Now trick hit that pole, do the holy dance
Need it on demand (yea!)
[Chorus: Dread]
Girl, you come alive in the night time
Do I gotta throw ones just to make time?
Why am I aroused by your fake role?
The lifestyle of the rich and the famous
Girl, you come alive in the night time
Do I gotta throw ones just to make time?
Why am I aroused by your fake role?
The lifestyle of the rich and the famous