paroles de chanson Rich As F*** (feat. 2 Chainz) - lil wayne , 2 Chainz
Ugh,
AK
on
my
nightstand,
right
next
to
that
Bible
But
I
swear
with
these
50
shots,
I'll
shoot
it
out
with
Five-O
Pockets
gettin'
too
fat,
no
Weight
Watchers,
no
lipo
Money
talks,
bull-ish
walks
on
a
motherf-
tightrope
And
I
make
that-that-that
tap
out,
I
knock
that
out-out-out
cold
And
you
get
beat
the
crap
out,
but
that's
just
how
the
dice
roll
These
h-
want
that
hose-pipe,
so
I
give
all
these
h-
pipe
She
get
on
that
an-and
stay
on,
all
night,
like
porch
lights
Let's
do
it,
f-
talking,
we
out
here,
we
ballin'
And
I'm
spraying
at
these
rusty
n-
like
WD-40
We
f-
up,
we
Truk'd
up,
no
if,
ands,
or
butt-go
Go,
go,
go
behind
your
back
like
nunchucks,
and
that's
f-
up
But
my
h-
down,
my
cups
up,
my
n-
down
for
whatever
But
these
b-
think
they're
too
fly,
well,
tell
them
h-
I
pluck
feathers
I'm
Tunechi,
Young
Tunechi,
I
wear
Trukfit,
f-
Gucci
She
blowing
kisses
at
me
with
her
lip-lip-lips,
smooches
And
that's
2 Chainz
Look
at
you
(aw),
now
look
at
us
All
my
n-
look
rich
as-
(yeah)
All
my
n-
live
rich
as-
(yeah)
All-all
my
n-
look
rich
as-
(yeah)
Look
at
you
(look
at
you),
now
look
at
us
(now
look
at
us)
All
my
n-
look
rich
as-
All
my-all
my
n-
look
rich
as-
All
my-all-all
my
ni-
Ugh,
never
talk
to
the
cops,
I
don't
speak
Pig
Latin
I
turnt
a
penny
to
a
motherf-
Janet
Jackson
Tell
the
b-
that
be
hatin'
I
ain't
got
no
worries
I
just
want
to
hit
and
run
like
I
ain't
got
insurance
What's
your
name?
What's
your
sign?
Zodiac
Killer
All
rats
gotta
die,
even
Master
Splinter
Yeah,
murder
187
I
be
killing
them
b-,
I
hope
all
dogs
go
to
heaven
And
I
got
Xanax,
Percocet,
promethazine
with
codeine
Call
me
Mr.
Sandman,
I'm
sellin'
all
these
h-
dreams
Got
a
white
girl
with
big-,
flat-,
TV
screen
I
keep
a
bad
b-,
call
me
the
B.B.
King
And
you
know
I
got
that
mouth
out
her
Then
put
that
b-
out
like
a
house
fire
I'm
killing
these-
like
Michael
Myers
I
eat
that
cat
just
like
a
lion
And
I
can't
trust
none
of
these
n-
Can't
trust
none
of
these
h-
And
I
see
your
girl
when
I
want
I
got
that-that
TiVo'd,
ugh
Got
a
red-
b-
with
a
red-
Try-try
me,
that's
a
dead-
Since
y'all
motherf-
so
blind
to
the
fact
To
tell
you
the
truth,
I
don't
care
who's
lookin'
All
I
know
is
I
love
my
b-
And
feel-feel
just
like
Heaven
on
earth
Six
feet
deep,
d-
shovelin'
the
dirt
R-I-P,
rest
in-
Light
that
ish,
then
pass
that
ish
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-
n-
That's
that
ish
I
don't
like
We
eatin'
over
here
n-
F-
around
and
have
a
food
fight
And
that's
2 Chainz
Look
at
you
(uh),
now
look
at
us
(yeah)
All
my
n-
look
rich
as
f-
(what?)
All
my
n-
look
rich
as
f-
(what?)
All-all
my
n-
look
rich
as
f-
(yeah)
(Ayo,
f-
all
y'all
b-,
straight
up)
Look
at
you,
now
look
at
us
(Any
b-
out
there
that
ain't
never
wanna
give
me
no
p-)
All
my
n-
look
rich
as
f-
(F-
you
in
your
as-ho-,
b-)
All
my-all
my
n-
live
rich
as-
All
my-all-all
my-my
look
rich
as-
And
your
n-
a
h-
![Lil Wayne feat. 2 Chainz - I Am Not a Human Being II (Deluxe Version)](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/e/m/_/s/KQbIJlS_ME.jpg)
1 IANAHB
2 Curtains
3 Days And Days
4 Gunwalk
5 No Worries
6 Back To You
7 Trigger Finger
8 Beat the S*** (feat. Gunplay)
9 Rich As F*** (feat. 2 Chainz)
10 Trippy
11 Love Me
12 God Bless Amerika
13 Wowzerz
14 Hello
15 Lay It Down
16 Hot Revolver
17 My Homies Still
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