Lyrics Rich N***a Summer - Dame Dot

One time for the thick bitch who keep twerkin′ on her friend (Jose the Plug)
I been hustlin', gettin′ it in
A nigga put my name in a rap, we gon' spin
How much you pay for that booty?
What you want for that coochie?
Imma hit it once then fade like I'm Boosie
Rich nigga summer, all I′m fuckin′ with is hoochies
All I know is drip, I can dress a stylist
She moved OT, tryna reset her mileage
She got good brain, but she ain't in college
You wanna cry over a rich nigga? Or a bum?
I don′t care how cute you is
Bitch, you still don't get a crumb

Give a fuck where you from, I don′t owe a nigga nothin'
FEMA owe a nigga somethin′ 'cause my basеment flooded
I can't tell what timе it is, ′cause the face is flooded
I send a nigga home, even when the bases loaded
One time for my nigga baking soda
One time for the state of Minnesota
Thousand for the drank, twenty for a soda
When these .308s hit his foreign, it′s gon' flip it over
First mag run out, Imma flip it over
We fuckin′ from the back, you not flippin' over
We can leave the bed made up, fuck you on the sofa
Imma put that pussy in a coma
My lil′ bitch a freak, gotta fuck her on the sneak
Her nigga ain't gon′ sleep if he know she on the East
Bitch, be a nigga peace, I get love in the streets
How much you want for some neck?

Bitch, nah, I'm bullshittin'
I don′t really pay for sex
You don′t need my number, I ain't really tryna text
She thought it was a ′Rari, I was really in a 'Vette
She thought I went swimming, but I really went to Hutch

I get a nigga whole squad wiped, I don′t give a fuck
You wanna hold somethin', lil′ bitch, hold these nuts
Nah, this ain't no coffee, boy, it's Quagen in my cup
Two elite bitches with me, yeah, top-notch
Titties out, hair blowin′ in the droptop
Five hundred rounds through that chop got it hot, hot
Broke bitch said, "Can we chill?"
I said "Uh-uh"
"What we do on the sneaky link, you can′t tell nobody"
Nigga, this that, that shit you shouldn't sell nobody
Give a fiend a gram, later on, you gon′ find his body
Give a bitch some bands, she gon' go and spend it on her body

My neck, wrist lookin′ like a lightshow
This Skydweller cost me thirty ice 'bows
I′m on an island, my bitch got the white toes
She so pretty, yeah, I fuck her with the lights on
New Amiris, Louboutins with the spikes on
I'm the hottest nigga in the city with some ice on
My hoes ain't gon′ show up with no Mikes on
Alexander McQueen, Louis, Gucci, Chanel, Celine, she ain′t playin'

One time for the thick bitch who keep twerkin′ on her friend (Jose the Plug)
I been hustlin', gettin′ it in
A nigga put my name in a rap, we gon' spin
How much you pay for that booty?
What you want for that coochie?
Imma hit it once then fade like I′m Boosie
Rich nigga summer, all I'm fuckin' with is hoochies
All I know is drip, I can dress a stylist
She moved OT, tryna reset her mileage
She got good brain, but she ain′t in college
You wanna cry over a rich nigga? Or a bum?
You wanna cry over a rich nigga? Or a bum?