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(I just told Richie we rich) I'm a boss, you a bitch, that's your daddy's fault We got sticks, it ain't shit to get you knocked off Jump in that pussy like a diving board (Splash) Count this money 'til my fingers sore Ride around wit' my slime We ain't running from nothing Money coming in large amounts I'm a rich nigga, I don't need no discounts I smell like gas, that's my perfume I passed Pluto, I'm on Neptune Fuck these hoes, they ain't believe in me Fuck the opps, I got artillery I know, my mama, she's so proud of me You so lame, I would hate to be you Fuck these niggas, they so see-through Niggas mad 'cause I'm blessed like achoo I'm a boss, you a bitch, that's your daddy's fault We got sticks, it ain't shit to get you knocked off Jump in that pussy like a diving board (Splash) Count this money 'til my fingers sore I'm a boss, you a bitch, that's your daddy's fault We got sticks, it ain't shit to get you knocked off Jump in that pussy like a diving board (Splash) Count this money 'til my fingers sore From Letras Mania