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