Louis Rain

Both said they need me in the club
I been kickin' shit, playin 'pool with the plug
She just wanna chill, conversate, and smoke drugs
And I just wanna drink and put my dick inside your gut
Shawty just a freak so I'ma leave it on her butt
She gon run her mouth and now her friends just wanna fuck
No I ain't gotta flex big bags on us
Thumb through them hunnids one time feel the rush
Gotta keep the vibes on me right now
Runnin' out the mansion white folks like how
Came out the north and that bag on me now
Ain't no better feeling than to watch your mama smile (yeah yeah)
Bout to take a trip won't be back for awhile
Girl if you need me you know what number to dial
Eyes on me, Jeff lookin' down proud
Mama I'm the one they wanna be look around
I can't lose
I can't lose, haha

Louis rain bouncing off that Gucci umbrella
Six range few chains and the white feather
I cannot cuff that hoe 'cause I know better ('cause I know better), for real

Shawty pop one, shawty pop two
Let me hit that from the back I want that top too
Blowin' smoke out the rolls to remind you
Niggas say they pockets fat well nigga mine too

Everybody wants to be rich
Everybody wants to be rich
Wants to be rich, yeah (ha ha)
One more time, one more time, one more time (let's go)
Everybody wants to be rich
Everybody wants to be rich
Wants to be rich, yeah, yeah

(If you know, day one shit man)
(Nard & b used to pull up to the crib)
If you know
(Mob to this basement where we really got it in)
(For real)

I got the same old attitude, same old problems
I just feel like niggas tryna get me for my dollas
If you get money bad bitches gonna follow
Bad bitches gonna follow
Same old attitude, same old problems
I just feel like niggas tryna get me for my dollas
If you get money bad bitches gonna follow (what you tell 'em?)
Bad bitches gonna follow
If you know
(If you know)



Credits
Writer(s): Kristopher Campbell, James Rosser, Trevon Campbell, Brandon Eric Rackley
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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