Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Richie Porter, artist - Rick Ross.
Date of issue: 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 |