Vídeo da música
Vídeo da música
Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
Rich Boy
Interpretação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Composição
A. Benjamin
Composição
C. HAYES
Composição
J. Taylor
Composição
Bobby DeBarge
Composição
Gregory G Williams
Composição
Jamal Jones
Composição
Marece Richards
Composição
Robert Louis Crawford
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Lil Jon
Produção
Letra
[Verse 1]
Yeah
I use to think about immature things
You know like "Do you love me?", "Do you want me?"
"Are you gon' call me like you said you would?"
"Is this really your real phone number?"
[Verse 2]
Wait a minute, motherfuckers
[Verse 3]
Ain't a hood **** but a **** from the hoo-ood
See, momma stayed on me, so I turned out pretty goo-ood
But if you wanna try, sucker, now here we can do it
Sleep, Tylenol PM if pull it
Sh-sh-sheep, count 'em for the rest of your life
Yeah, yeah, your partner got away but now he vegetable-like
So-so I send his mom and dad a whole case of V8
He could die any second, mow much longer it gon' take?
Go on, get it over with
Oh, what if you were in my lovers' den?
You might be the dope but I will flush it down the toilet
Like the boys in blue
When they come through with them boots
And they kickin' down the door
And they don't care who they shoot
But we do care who they shoot
So we do what we must do
So we act like we run track
Then we run straight to the back
But they comin' from the back
So we run back to the front
They say, "Get down on your knees!"
We say, "What the fuck you want?"
They want cheese, they want bread
They want dough, they want mo'
Then I wanna give 'em, but if I keep talkin' they won't know
That my cousin in the back
And we call him 'Roto-Rooter-slash-plumber', cash runner
And he fire on them computers, log out
[Verse 4]
Fuck **** wanna jack
Sit tight, no slack
Just bought a Cadillac (Throw, throw some D's on that bitch)
Just bought a Cadillac (Throw some, throw some D's on that bitch)
Just bought a Cadillac (Throw, thro- thro- throw)
Rich Boy sellin' crack
Fuck **** wanna jack
Sit tight, no slack
Just bought a Cadillac (Throw some D's on that bitch)
Just bought a Cadillac (Throw some, throw some D's on that bitch)
Just bought a Cadillac (Throw some, thro-throw)
[Verse 5]
Shout out to Rich Boy
We all wanna be rich, boy
Alabama, bricks up, boy
Tryna get the big toys
Two-twelve motorin'
Tell Harry, throw some D's on that bitch
Now I'm gettin' fly
Couple G's on the fit
I'm at the jeweler now
Throw some freeze on the bitch
I got a chest cold
And I might sneeze on a bitch
We at the strip club
We throw some G's on that bitch
'Cause we ballin'
We all outcasts
Hot cars, we coppin' cash
Chop shop to add to stash
Cop cars can kiss my ass
The car wash, my whip's glowin'
No tints, we fishbowlin'
No top, the piff's blowin' (Throw some D's on that bitch)
And we go hard
Zone-4, D-Boy squad
We don't need the bars, precocious lawyer, baby, just to beat the charge
We got a fetish, coppin' speedy cars
Charge it to my Visa card
They never thought that we'd get large
[Verse 6]
Yeah, lunatics sittin' fat
Saint Louis on the map
'69 wet-black
I just got my Cutty back
Throw some D's on that ho
I just got my Cutty back
Throw some D's on that ho
I just got my Cutty back
[Verse 7]
How could I slip?
How could I fall?
When your baby momma got my poster high up on her wall
And that ain't all, she done them draws
I'm Murphy Lee, please tell your sexy little sister (I called)
Last time, she asked me for some money I was (Hip the the Nol')
But now I'm rich and she can get it
See these D's match my fitted
My paint is banana-splitted
Inside it's totally ign'ant
Outside it's totally kitted
To be specific, it's wicked
How them dirty boys get it?
That Buick Regal and litty
My Monty Carlo is terrific
That El Dorado got switches
Tell Meek and them I done hit it
That twenty mil', I done spent it
That house on the hill, I live it, man
(And that diamond herringbone)
You know them **** did it
[Verse 8]
Walk up in the strip club
Lookin' for a big butt
Shorty wanna get fucked
I brought about ten, what?
Throw some ones on 'em, oh
I brought about ten, what?
Throw some ones on 'em more, oh
I brought about ten, what?
[Verse 9]
Rich Boy sellin' crack
Fuck **** wanna jack
Sit tight, no slack
Just bought a Cadillac (Throw some, throw some D's on that bitch)
Just bought a Cadillac (Throw some, throw some D's on that bitch)
Just bought a Cadillac (Let's go)
[Verse 10]
Aye, it's Rich Boy
Baby girl, I'm a baller
I drop and hit it
Had to go park my Impala
I threw some D's on that 'Lac
And now it's taller
They see the wheels on my DeVille and so they holler
Let's get the dollar
I got the fat man 'Lac
Took it to the paint shop and got the fat man black
Fly hoes are checkin', with my Tokyo Adidas on
Ho don't even come up on it, if you ain't gonna give me dome
[Verse 11]
So fuck you, haters, I'll see you later
Might se Decatur in my Escalade-a
Mama told me put some D's on it, son, you ridin' wrong
So I took them twenties off and put them monster wheels on
[Verse 12]
Rich Boy sellin' crack
Fuck **** wanna jack
Sit tight, no slack
Just bought a Cadillac (Throw some, throw some D's on that bitch)
Just bought a Cadillac (Throw some, throw some D's on that bitch)
Just bought a Cadillac (Throw, thro- thro- throw)
Rich Boy sellin' crack
Fuck **** wanna jack
Sit tight, no slack
Just bought a Cadillac (Thro-throw some D's on that bitch)
Just bought a Cadillac (Throw some D's on that bitch)
Just bought a Cadillac (Throw, thro- thro- throw)
[Verse 13]
All red Chevrolet
Twenty-sixes, ridin' high
Dukes of Hazard doors
In Compton, we call 'em suicides
Suede roof, leather seats
Wood-grain steering wheel
Candy-apple hard-top
'Game' logo on the grill
California license plate
Ridin' through the ATL
Keep my tires bald
I never leave a paper trail
No, homie, keep it clean
Ball when I hit the scene
Elbow out the window
Show 'em how the gangster lean
Put Cali on the map
Westside on my back
Home-town know my face
Forty-five on my lap
Twenty in my earlobe
Hunnid on my neck piece
Just bought a Bentley, ****, and I'ma (Throw some D's on that bitch)
Pull up at the rim shop and (Throw some D's on that bitch)
Might as well cut the top
Let the sun shine in and the bass jump out
Hit the block, 15s vibratin' the whole fuckin' house
[Verse 14]
Rich Boy sellin' crack
Fuck **** wanna jack
Sit tight, no slack
Just bought a Cadillac (Throw some, throw some D's on that bitch)
Just bought a Cadillac (Throw some, throw some D's on that bitch)
Just bought a Cadillac
Written by: M. Richards, R. Crawford, J. Jones, R. DeBarge, G. Williams
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