เนื้อเพลง Rich Porter - Meek Mill
เนื้อเพลง Rich Porter
[DJ Drama]
Hustlers, fast cars
Pretty women, big money
[Hook: Meek Mill]
Feelin' like I'm Richard Porter
I'm really ballin'
Bad b*tches got 'em calling
They really calling
My Rollie flooded like New Orleans
Just like New Orleans
Ain't talking money, what you talking?
N*gga what you talking?
My b*tch probably wouldn't speak if you ain't talkin' money
Don't even talk to me if you ain't talkin' money
Ain't sh*t in life for free so we were talkin' money
You hear that sound? I think it's Benji, he talkin' to me
[Verse 1]
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
[?] He got expose
These n*ggas ratting and you f*cking with these p*ssy n*ggas
I put these hoes up on the jet and bring that p*ssy with us
I bring that new thing through yo block, I see you looking n*gga
36 up in the pot like what you cooking n*gga?
Fish scale, I love the hustle, I'm 'bout my paper
And I'm fly as hell I'll [?] 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
[Hook: Meek Mill]
Feelin' like I'm Richard Porter
I'm really ballin'
Bad b*tches got 'em calling
They really calling
My Rollie flooded like New Orleans
Just like New Orleans
Ain't talking money, what you talking?
N*gga what you talking?
My b*tch probably wouldn't speak if you ain't talkin' money
Don't even talk to me if you ain't talkin' money
Ain't sh*t in life for free so we were talkin' money
You hear that sound? I think it's Benji, he talkin' to me
[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Don't you see a n*gga ballin' like I'm Ray [?] (No snitching)
My DC shooter Fat Trell hold up that Mac-Eleven
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 b*tch
Take off her makeup and she still look like a finalist
Top models, pop bottles, catch you b*tches 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 n*ggas
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 f*ck em' all
[Hook: Meek Mill]
Feelin' like I'm Richard Porter
I'm really ballin'
Bad b*tches got 'em calling
They really calling
My Rollie flooded like New Orleans
Just like New Orleans
Ain't talking money, what you talking?
N*gga what you talking?
My b*tch probably wouldn't speak if you ain't talkin' money
Don't even talk to me if you ain't talkin' money
Ain't sh*t in life for free so we were talkin' money
You hear that sound? I think it's Benji, he talkin' to me