183rd - Flair for the Gold lyrics

You hear that dick s**er? That's the sound of money Right Real life sh** I had to do that Yeah Riiight (verse 1) You know I'm wildin, wheelin n dealin Stylin n profilin. Jet flyin/ I'm chillin Cla**ic give you a feelin. Taylor made my appearance Sippin outta success fountain/b**hes ridin space mountain Rolex on cuff….clean Custom robes…mean Spill more champagne than you bought Expensive threads/you ain't cut from my cloth Full length mink draggin on the floor Stuntin on em as I'm struttin thru the door You wonder the price, you figure four I'm like “Nah, figure more” Rugby (Outro: Rick Flair) I'm the best! Whether you like it or not….you're lookin at [WOO] The greatest wrestler, the best looking man, the best dressed man Long Liveth He! Jet air planes, custom made clothes, and any woman in the world I want Just like that. You know why?! [WOO] Because my name's Rick Flair and because I'm the world heavyweight wrestling champion