Panties To The Side Lyrics - Rich Gang [deluxe Edition] - Rich Gang

I think I fell in love man, hahaha 

Shorty cold blooded 

Shorty pull her panties to the side 

Told me keep my feelings to the side 

For them tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds, tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds 

Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds, tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds 

Shorty pull her panties to the side 

Told me keep my feelings to the side 

For them tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds, tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds 

Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds, tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds 

Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds, tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds 

Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds, tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds 

She move them panties to the side 

She give me head while I drive 

These bitches flyin' in like flies 

Maybach, no roof, turn a bitch, butterfly 

Rose gold in that Autobon, I'm gettin' money in real time 

That big hand on them dollar signs, I'm on west coast rich time 

Get punched out for yo' punchlines, these niggas snitchin' like I did the crime 

I get the cake like the baker man - no Jamaican kush, that's Beenie Man 

These niggas hood-hoppers, don't give a bitch no options 

I do this shit for my squadron, ain't got no time for no conference 

I call up some real niggas, but they ain't 'bout that talkin' 

I walk in wit' my bitch, fattest ass in the party 

Aye French we in the club way too much, ya know what I'm sayin'? 

You know we playin' with new bands, homeboy... 

Started with a stack, then I got 5 mo' (do it right) 

Could have bought a ball team, with all this money I blow 

Walk in stalls, cause these hoes know I'm finna go retarded 

Ballin hard no James Harden, Bentley truck to big to park it (skrrt) 

Comma get for that work, gettin head blowin purp 

One hand on this blunt, other hand up her skirt 

Pussy sweet like apple juice, fuck her til her pussy loose 

And when I'm done, pass her to my man, so Ben can see what that pussy do 

And she touching herself, what you gone off a molly? 

And she thick, and she finer than a mothafucka, lookin like tatted-up Holly 

Fuck all night no strings attached, say no on love shit, girl this some fun shit 

Dick too long and when I lick this spot I'mma make you cum quick 

Tens, twenties, fifties, hunnids 

I'm, with the, number, one, stunna 

Hands, rubbin, every, time we, doin', numbers (haha) 

GT, vodka, all, summer 

Yeah, its time to bring them 'raris out 

Scratch that, we bringing them Bugattis out 

I'mma show em how to get this money 

I'm laughin' to the bank, you niggas money funny 

I'mma real nigga, you is a counterfeit 

Throw a hunnid racks, tell her count it bitch 

Money blowin' like a fountain, bitch 

All my paper adding up, you only talking shit