London On Da Track - Too Rich for the b**h lyrics

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London On Da Track - Too Rich for the b**h lyrics

[Produced by London On Da Track] [Intro] That b**h there a door knob, n***a, we all get a turn f** you catching feelings for? I mean when your a**'ll learn? That p**y community, community [Verse 1] While you be all in her DM, n***a She be all in my BM, n***a You be all in your feelings 'bout it Like "when I see him I'mma k** this n***a" I'm on three-way like, "you hear this n***a?" I should take the b**h back and clip the n***a p**y make him not pay attention You punk b**h go with this n***a I throw bands, b**h, these hoes love me I f** a bad b**h 'till she ugly Put the p**y in recovery I'm like, "now what you think of me?" n***as goin' out just to talk to these hoes Blowin' big bankrolls on clothes Now they wonder where the money at Yeah, the motherf**ing money that they had from the re-up gone I don't do no stalkin' I don't cuff no hoes, tell a b**h keep walkin' I don't do much talkin' Right now I'm flossin', I do this often Gotta flex on a b**h Tag team, I got next on a b**h (I got next) I ain't stressing a b**h But every now and then I blow a check on a b**h [Hook] Drop that ho back off in her hood, too rich for the b**h I'm too rich for the b**h, I'm too rich for the b**h Drop that ho back off at that club, I'm too rich for the b**h I'm too rich for the b**h, I'm too rich for the b**h Now do it, baby, do it, baby (do it, do it) Do it, baby, do it (yeah yeah) Now do it, baby, do it, baby (do it, do it) Do it, baby, do it (yeah yeah) [Verse 2] Shawty playin', she lame for that She ain't have to put a n***a name in that Beefin' over these b**hes, not me Nah, n***a, I ain't came for that We don't talk to no pillows, n***a We brought all these b**hes with us You act like you got all the hoes But all I see is n***as with you She don't like when you pullin' on her She like me, I'm pullin' up I act like I don't want her You act like you can't get enough That b**h there like dopeboys If you got money she goin' for it I drink that hoe, her head so good She gon' have you there like, "oh lawd" All this time you ain't on I done bought her sh** you can't afford She take pictures with your money But you tell her she can't do it All you n***as don't panic I'm just tryna understand it I must take these hoes for granted Or you n***as just so romantic [Hook] Drop that ho back off in her hood, too rich for the b**h I'm too rich for the b**h, I'm too rich for the b**h Drop that ho back off at that club, I'm too rich for the b**h I'm too rich for the b**h, I'm too rich for the b**h Now do it, baby, do it, baby (do it, do it) Do it, baby, do it (yeah yeah) Now do it, baby, do it, baby (do it, do it) Do it, baby, do it (yeah yeah)

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