Riches Doe

Lyrics

Kenny Diaz ft. A.L. (All Lyrics) and A-Butta - "Riches Doe" [Emcee(s): A.L. (All Lyrics)] [Producer(s): Kenny Diaz] [Hook/Additional Vocals: A-Butta] [Intro: A.L. (All Lyrics)] Yeah, A.L., Esco, let's go.  Kenny D, A-B, "Riches Doe." Mmm hmm, yo, yo, yo, yo [Verse 1: A.L. (All Lyrics)] I went from Impossible plans to tropical sands, being Dissed by your crew, now they're jocking the man. Used To beg radio to be rocking my jam Underground veteran, I'm on top of the land. Used to be Chopping the grams with a Glock in my hand. Now bitches Bug out when they see my face spotted on vans. It's The dapper rapper dropping nothing but the proper grammar Hot as Atlanta, mixing liquor with the Tropicana Hip hop commander got it locked like it got a slammer I cock my hammer real quick before I spot a camera I got the light, y'all, forget about the propaganda The block remander, got you wanna go and jock commanders We got the cops bananas, they wanna stop and ban us We rock bandanas even harder than Carlos Santana My crew's liver, you don't know what we do to riders We got you scared and under pressure like a scuba diver [Hook: A-Butta] We live For the riches, dough, bitches, hoes, liquor Dro, flipping flows, sipping Mo' Ripping shows, wrist that glow, stick and go Hit the road with the 6-0-0. We live fo' Checks with O's, sex and hoes, Moët At shows, X and blow, yes, no-no's Esco clothes, the best of flows. F the po The rest don't know. Get that dough, nigga [Verse 2: A.L. (All Lyrics)] Yo, I'm in it For that life, not material things. I got you Hooked on the hook, got you hearing the king, sex To your ears, I stay pounding the beat. Catch Me in South Beach with a thousand freaks, lounging For weeks on a house on the beach, slouched In a seat with your spouse on my meat. I'm kind of Glad that I made it straight out of the streets. Niggas Always hating me, always doubting my speech, say I ain't relating (Huh?), shouting I'm weak. Same Niggas getting faded, put them out by my feet. Ladies Always go crazy when I'm licking their crotch, rip A spot porno-style, put my dick in their twat, spit it Hot, raw, wild, put the clip in the Glock. In the street Door jammed, now I'm picking a lock, and I'ma Take it to the top—why you thinking I'm not? A.L Kenny D stay pimping the drop—what? [Hook: A-Butta] We live For the riches, dough, bitches, hoes, liquor Dro, flipping flows, sipping Mo' Ripping shows, wrist that glow, stick and go Hit the road with the 6-0-0. We live fo' Checks with O's, sex and hoes, Moët At shows, X and blow, yes, no-no's Esco clothes, the best of flows. F the po The rest don't know. Get that dough, nigga [Bridge: A-Butta and A.L. (All Lyrics)] [A-Butta] Hey, my man A.L He be wilding out, he got hoes in the club Cristal them out, and we Esco down Now styling out. Every sucker emcee Start filing out. Me and my man A.L We be blacking out, and them cats in the back We gon' bang 'em out. Got ice on their ears Chain hanging out, and the ladies say Uh, get that dough, nigga [A.L. (All Lyrics)] My name's A.L And I'm wilding out, got hoes in the club Cristal 'em out, and I'm Esco down Now I'm styling out, and you sucker emcees Start filing out. Ayyo, my name's A.L And I'm blacking out, and them cats in the back Gon' bang 'em out. Got ice on their ears Chain hanging out, and the ladies say Get that dough, nigga [Hook: A-Butta] We live For the riches, dough, bitches, hoes, liquor Dro, flipping flows, sipping Mo' Ripping shows, wrist that glow, stick and go Hit the road with the 6-0-0. We live fo' Checks with O's, sex and hoes, Moët At shows, X and blow, yes, no-no's Esco clothes, the best of flows. F the po The rest don't know. Get that dough, nigga