Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Richie Porter , by - Rick Ross. Release date: 26.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Richie Porter |
| Feelin' like I’m Richard Porter, I’m really ballin' |
| Bad bitches got 'em calling, they really calling |
| My Rollie flooded like New Orleans, just like New Orleans |
| Ain’t talking money, what you talking? |
| Nigga what you talking? |
| My bitch probably wouldn’t speak if you ain’t talkin' money |
| Don’t even talk to me if you ain’t talkin' money |
| Ain’t shit in life for free so we were talkin' money |
| You hear that sound? |
| I think it’s Benji, he talkin' to me |
| They got me feeling like Rich Porter, I got them hoes |
| Selling work we got them bricks, and got the most |
| If he ain’t test it I don’t trust em', he prolly told |
| Dimed out your homies, seen them statements, he got exposed |
| These niggas ratting and you fucking with these pussy niggas |
| I put these hoes up on the jet and bring that pussy with us |
| I bring that new thing through yo' block, I see you looking nigga |
| 36 up in the pot like what you cooking nigga? |
| Fish scale, I love the hustle, I’m 'bout my paper |
| And I’m fly as Alpo before he drop a statement |
| I knew I started getting money when I got them haters |
| Boy won’t you go and kill yourself and just do God a favor |
| Feelin' like I’m Richard Porter, I’m really ballin' |
| Bad bitches got 'em calling, they really calling |
| My Rollie flooded like New Orleans, just like New Orleans |
| Ain’t talking money, what you talking? |
| Nigga what you talking? |
| My bitch probably wouldn’t speak if you ain’t talkin' money |
| Don’t even talk to me if you ain’t talkin' money |
| Ain’t shit in life for free so we were talkin' money |
| You hear that sound? |
| I think it’s Benji, he talkin' to me |
| Don’t you see a nigga ballin' like I’m Rayful Edmond? |
| (No snitching) |
| My DC shooter Fat Trel hold up that Mac-Eleven (Dem Bitches) |
| Nail me to the cross I swear I’ll never testify (Never) |
| Never will, that Maybach murder got em' petrified |
| I’m hard to kill, I’m counting cake up with my finest bitch |
| Take off her makeup and she still look like a finalist |
| Top models, pop bottles, catch you bitches slipping |
| Do em' dirty that top dollar make a major difference |
| I bought another Phantom, cash count that at the dealer |
| It took an hour, fast money for us young niggas |
| Can’t run around, marble statues in the front and back (Boss) |
| With no regard for the law, cause all I want is stacks |
| So fuck 'em all |
| Feelin' like I’m Richard Porter, I’m really ballin' |
| Bad bitches got 'em calling, they really calling |
| My Rollie flooded like New Orleans, just like New Orleans |
| Ain’t talking money, what you talking? |
| Nigga what you talking? |
| My bitch probably wouldn’t speak if you ain’t talkin' money |
| Don’t even talk to me if you ain’t talkin' money |
| Ain’t shit in life for free so we were talkin' money |
| You hear that sound? |
| I think it’s Benji, he talkin' to me |