Lil Wayne - Rich As lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Never talk to the cops, I don't speak pig latin I turn the penny to a motherf*cking Janet Jackson Tell the b**hes that be hatin I ain't got no worries I just wanna hit and run like I ain't got insurances Ho what's yo name what's yo sign, Zodiac k**er All rats gotta die, even Master Splinter Yeah Murder 187 I be k**ing them b**hes I hope all dogs go to heaven And I got xanax, percocet, promethazine with codeine Call me Mr Sandman, I'm selling all these hoes dreams Got a white girl with big titties, flat a** TV screen I keep a bad b**h call me the BB King You know I got that mouth out her And put that b**h out like a house fire I'm k**ing these hoes like Michael Myers I eat that cat just like a lion And I can't trust none of these n***as Can't trust none of these hoes I see your girl when I want, I got that ho TiVo'd Got a red a** b**h with a red a** p**y n***a try me, that a dead a** p**y Cuz yall motherf*ckers so blind to the fact To tell you the truth, I don't care who's looking All I know is I love my b**h That p**y feel just like heaven on earth Six feet deep, dick shovel in dirt R.I.P.-Rest in p**y Light that sh** then pa** that sh** We gon get so smoked out And then I went got locked up Every night I dreamt I broke out One Time for them p**y n***as That's that sh** I don't like We eating over here n***a F*ck around and have food fight And that's 2 Chainz... [Hook] Look at you Now look at us All my n***as look rich as f*ck All my n***as look rich as f*ck All my n***as look rich as f*ck Look at you Now look at us All my n***as look rich as f*ck All my n***as look rich as f*ck All my n***as look rich as f*ck [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] AK on my night stand, right next to the bible But I swear with these 50 shots, I'll shoot it out with 5-0 Pockets gettin too fat, no weight watchers no lipo Money talks, bullsh** walks on a motherf*cking tight rope And I make that p**y tap out, I knock that p**y out cold n***a you get beat the crap out but that's just how the dice roll These hoes want that hose pipe, so I give all these hoes pipe She get on that dick and stay on, all night like porch lights Lets do it, f*ck talking, we out here we ballin And I'm spraying that on these rusty n***as like WD40 We f*cked up, we Truk'd up, no if ands or but f*cks b**h n***as go behind yo back like nun-chucks and that's f*cked up But my hoes down, my cups up, my n***as down for whatever These b**hes think they're too fly well tell em hoes I pluck feathers I'm Tunechi, Young Tunechi, I wear Trukfit f*ck Gucci She's blowing kisses at me with her p**y lips, smooches And that's 2 Chainz... [Hook] Look at you Now look at us All my n***as look rich as f*ck All my n***as look rich as f*ck All my n***as look rich as f*ck Look at you Now look at us All my n***as look rich as f*ck All my n***as look rich as f*ck All my n***as look rich as f*ck