Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rich, artist - K. Michelle. Album song More Issues Than Vogue, in the genre R&BDate of issue: 24.03.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Rich |
| Woke up, oh yeah! |
| Getting money, oh yeah! |
| So what, why you care? |
| Thats life, and life isn’t fair |
| Why the government wanna try me? |
| Already know they don’t like me |
| Go back in, I need the whole feet |
| I dont care if you dont like me |
| Cause Im Rich |
| Dont care if you dont like me |
| Cause Im Rich |
| Dont care if you dont like me |
| I got rich people problems |
| Only way to solve 'em |
| Keep on gettin' rich |
| Richer and Richer |
| I need every single dollar |
| I got rich people problems |
| Only way to solve 'em |
| Keep on gettin' rich |
| Richer and Richer |
| I need every single dollar |
| Tough cookie, oh yeah! |
| Good nookie, oh yeah! |
| On my first date, take me straight to the bank |
| Why yo baby momma wanna fight me? |
| Already know she dont like me |
| Say Im getting money, yeah I might be |
| I dont care if you dont like me, Cause I’m… |
| Cause Im Rich |
| Dont care if you dont like me |
| Cause Im Rich |
| Dont care if you dont like me |
| I got rich people problems |
| Only way to solve 'em |
| Keep on gettin' rich |
| Richer and Richer |
| I need every single dollar |
| I got rich people problems |
| Only way to solve 'em |
| Keep on gettin' rich |
| Richer and Richer |
| I need every single dollar |
| Im running, Im running up like the bank teller |
| Dont speak 'bout no numbers I let the bank tell 'em |
| Alexander McQueen, a pair of Magalis (Saucey) |
| An Aventador in white, Look like a marshmellow (Saucey) |
| Drive way stupid, look like a car dealer |
| High school, six figures, got 'em sick hospital |
| Broke niggas always calling hoes gold diggers |
| She hold money and you dont, dont blame the hoe nigga |
| We be rocking rollies we just got to show niggas |
| Why you out here stuntin' and you still owe niggas? |
| And K. Michelle thats my dog from the city |
| But on the low, Im still tryna hit it, Ayune! |
| I keep a couple racks tucked off in the bag |
| Label me a villian when it comes to the swag |
| Louie v luggage, got the towels and rags |
| And my garage like a zoo, Im taming horses and jags |
| Uh! |
| Now wipe me off, Now wipe down |
| Cause I know you hatin bitches dont like me |
| Im the one all the gossip stay talking bout |
| Baddest Bitch, biggest whip in the parking lot |
| And I ain’t never going broke |
| Cause imma chase that money |
| You might see me in the hood for the corprate honey |
| Counting coperate money |
| Dinner gowns and tuxedos |
| Eating sheppard bed meals, cashing big burritos |
| Big dinero, rich money dont sleep |
| I got to have it every day of the week |
| Rich Bitch Problems, I dont wanna solve 'em |
| Ten yachts by each other, Yeah Bitch I own all of 'em |
| Cause Im rich |
| Dont care if you dont like me |
| Cause Im Rich |
| Dont care if you dont like me |
| I got rich people problems |
| Only way to solve 'em |
| Keep on gettin' rich |
| Richer and Richer |
| I need every single dollar |
| I got rich people problems |
| Only way to solve 'em |
| Keep on gettin' rich |
| Richer and Richer |
| I need every single dollar |
| Cause Im Rich |