Dylan Ross - Hey Hey, Rich Girl lyrics

[Hook] Money In The Sky! [x12] [Verse 1: Dylan Ross] Hey Girl I'm all on your loins Trying to get all of your coins Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Heyyyy Rich girl, come and make my day Yo, I'm sick of dining and dashing Jacking mix and matching high end fashion So I needa little sugar momma type now That got a black card and a weakness for white powder And I keep her supplied with it If she gives me a ride to my shows n sh** I gotta weakness for girls that got rich daddies That like to take they panties off in the back of the cabby That's you so cute but so nasty I can smell your Chanel when you pa** me and I feel so amazing when I got ya pulling money out the ATM Don't think this is a fancy fling I still need more fancy things Polo, Ascot, Diamond ring and I gotta get a new wardrobe for the Spring I. Want. To. See. You. Drop. It. So. Low. That. You. Could. Touch. The. Floor. Wit It [Hook] [Verse 2: Moka Only] [???]