Lil Ritcher - Get Rich (feat. DJ SlimBoogz) Lyrics

Woke up with a random girl in bed, money in the bra...
She asked me if I want a dollar, I will take it all...
She said you ain't got an option, cause you got it all...
She said you ain't got an option, cause you got it allll...
Half a million in the bag, we be in the lobby...
Looking at my future, tell ya niggas I be coming...
I can see you gettin f*cking jealous, we be watching...
I can see you gettin f*cking jealous, I be watching...
Poisoned all ya nigahs, I get money every night...
I will always f*cking win and never loose a fight...
I will push until my target cannot see the light...
I will push until my target cannot see the light...
I will blow up overnight like f*cking dynamite...
Nothings gonna stop, so go ahead and f*cking try...
I will destroy you, change your life like f*cking weather...
Everyone hate'n cause they know my music better...

Imma get that money, motha-f*cka you can call me rich...
Eating off them diamonds, imma eat until I clean the shit...
Imma keep on going, hope this shit never ends...
Being all about it, realize one day it'll click...
Imma get that money, motha-f*cka you can call me rich...
Eating off them diamonds, imma eat until I clean the shit...
Imma keep on going, hope this shit never ends...
Being all about it, realize one day it'll click...

Yessir! Skylining to that Money Bag...
Flying Durag...
Hustle hard, til my pants sag...
Counting green colors is the only way life...
To live real success before perfection comes the strive...
Yeah, that's right...
Running for that mozzarella...
Eating mozzarella white & green...
Living life better...
Shopping with heavy bags of cheddar...
Saks Fifth Ave treasures...
Going to car lot...
Beemer or Benz, Benz they better...
Hell of options when pockets in big knots...
Get it while you can by any means & nonstop...
Big Bags, Laundry Bags, getting rich, only option...
Eating Peter Lugers Steaks, rich plates, stomachs where its dropping...
Yes I'm live & lit...
Better yet, I'm the shit...
Expensive Gucci Suits in closets cooperate...
In a Louis Robe counting money til my fingers tender...
X amount of 0s fasho that's my favorite number...

Imma get that money, motha-f*cka you can call me rich...
Eating off them diamonds, imma eat until I clean the shit...
Imma keep on going, hope this shit never ends...
Being all about it, realize one day it'll click...
Imma get that money, motha-f*cka you can call me rich...
Eating off them diamonds, imma eat until I clean the shit...
Imma keep on going, hope this shit never ends...
Being all about it, realize one day it'll click...