Paul Wall - Rich & Famous lyrics

[Hook] Got the whole world with me in this club I got all these hoes with me and they on d** Boys mad cause they broke, so they mug Man, I got yo b**h up on my dick and she finna turn up Lifestyle - rich and famous Diamond chains hangin' Lifestyle - rich and famous Diamond chains hangin' (pull up) Lifestyle - rich and famous Diamond chains hangin' I can ball like Michael Jordan I don't need no hangers (swish) [Verse 1] Lifestyle - rich and famous Diamond chains hangin' I can f** yo baby mama and the hoes she hang with Club God-club-God-club-Godzilla Pull up with some bad b**hes And all they' titties pierced with they' bras missin' In the club, grabbin' My dick like I'm Michael Jackson Pull up in that Rarri Hoes hoppin', we don't ask em I'm with Riff Raff I'm with Paul Willaker Tag some hoes, Mortal Kombat Let my boys finish her (come here!) Club God the Don got a chick look like Mulan All my shows crazy look at the pictures on Noisey dot com f**in' hoes in a loft Bout whateva, no matter the cost sh** from Godzilla Gorilla-r, b**h I'm thriller Like some of my [?], hol' up [Hook] [Verse 2] No [?] but syrup for breakfast No salad, but lots of legs Every group is in-dominant [?] cause I graduated like eight semesters I'm smokin' the Cali and drinkin' on Texas I'm turnin' these blocks for lines like Tetris [?] f**ed up 100 in Vegas 8000 a month, that's just my [?] I switch chains and switch cars Got four slabs in my garage Let's push it dame in nomenos Then disappear like a mirage No training wheels, just handle bars Satellite gush high as Mars My first check for Michael Watts I win bout 100.000 cigars Mouth full of doughs, ridin' on 4s I stay on my toes Run off and get more, living full of hoes Get rid of the Rolls I'm textin' these hoes, I got 24s So pimpin' is swolls Blood stains on all my clothes They got me froze at Genesis shows [Hook]