Rich Boy - Boy Looka Here Lyrics

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This what I'm talkin' 'bout boy (Hey bitch!) Looka here
(This the A ho! This the A ho! Yeah This the A ho!) It's Alabama!

[Chorus]
Fuck talkin' get took boy looka here
Rich Boy really do it boy looka here
We can buy the bar all night looka here
I can show you what a stack like looka here
Boy looka here, boy looka here
Looka here, Looka here

[Verse 1]
Off top I'mma tell ya this some playa shit
A real nigga here now, better get ya bitch
Yeah, 'cause big pimpin' in the house now
If ya real then you know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Rich Boy, I don't know what these niggas thankin'
Bet a thousand shoot a thousand what you niggas bankin'?
Comin' down like snow in the winter time
I don't know about you but I'm gettin' mine
D-I-P never, cold nigga, hell yeah
Zone 4, gon' pull up in the ATL
Gettin' money already know what it is
Huh, don't stop bitch what the business is
Get mo' ass then a lazy boy sofa
Keep my toaster, warm in my holster
See you got ya lil' jewelry but I'm chunked out
All the hatin' playboy, get ya stomped out

[Chorus 2 x2]
F*ck talkin' get took boy looka here
Rich Boy really do it boy looka here
We can buy the bar all night looka here
I can show you what a stack like looka here

[Verse 2]
Naw I don't wear tight shirts wit' the cuff links
See them big VS stones make ya eyes blink
Say I talk slow, and I rhyme funny
But I ain't thinkin' 'bout nothin' but the big money
Big cake, big shrimp on a big plate
Nigga so iced out like a snowflake
Don't hate, big crib wit' the big lake
Say she wanna taste some of them milkshake
Put your money where your ass is
We just getting started nigga we aint do it
Whatchya know about them photo shoots
Why you always lying and running and moving yo mouth
Home boy we aint going for the overdose
Cus we gonna pop it out quick with the gunsmoke
See what i told you


[Chorus 2 x2]

[Verse 3]
Yeah I ain'tsta... don't die naan nigga
Rich Boy, Alabama ex-figure
Stack quicker, drank good hard liquor
F*ck a squad, better have God wit'cha
Cool like a muh'fucka wit' a pimp cup
All my folk gettin' money put'cha rank up
Yeah real deal playa, gon' ball out
Come drank what'cha drank 'til ya fall out
Where my girls at baby, make 'em pay mo'
Gon' show a nigga how you make it shake slow
Yeah, represent tell 'em who ya click
Throw 'em up nigga gon' show 'em who ya wit'

[Chorus 2 x2]

[music out]

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