Rich And Flexin

[Chorus: Ludacris] I'm drunk, I'm rich I'm flexin, ain't that a bitch? [Verse 1: Ludacris] Bitches all on my jock, they want my Dang-a-lang Swinging all on my nuts like an orangutan Half a million dollar car Half a million dollar watch No roof on the Drophead Phantom It got karate chopped Got a couple black belts But they all from Louis Louis Get get 'em wetter than scuba divers These fuckin' groupy-groupies Swagger's through the ceiling, these haters mad as fuck Get money like Vegas chips BITCH stack em up! [Chorus: Ludacris] I'm drunk, I'm rich I'm flexin, ain't that a bitch? [Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame] Bitches be crying for me, they want my autograph Shorty rollercoaster ridin: Six Flags She'll food on that dick? I'll never eat that bitch Cold feelings, hard dick No hands got me rich I’m on my Bricksquad monopoly shit Stuntin with the roof off Flocka always flexin Bad hoes always textin Tatted up like a mexican Magnums for protection Flocka meet me at the weston [Verse 3: Ludacris] Up on my wish bone,These hoes get split in two I dont want no birds up in my car, I dont drive no chicken coupe I be all in that new ferrari, I be spillin out champaene No rocks on the road Luda? Bitch they all in my damn chain Gotta keep it moving Mami, Gotta get that guacamole I got that purp and a little bit of gold, I got shit run with Kobe Like I should shoot the jayyy and smoke a couple too Other rappers wanna be my friends, Im to rich to Fuck with you