[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]

Ugh, AK on my nightstand, right next to that Bible

But I swear, with these fifty shots, I'll shoot it out with Five-O

Pockets gettin' too fat, no Weight Watchers, no lipo

Money talks, bullshit walks on a motherfucking tightrope

And I make that pussy tap out, I knock that pussy out cold

Nigga, you get beat the crap out, but that's just how the dice roll

These hoes want that hose-pipe, so I give all these hoes pipe

She get on that dick and stay on, all night, like porch lights

Let's do it, fuck talking, we out here, we ballin'

And I'm spraying at these rusty niggas like WD-40

We fucked up, we Truk'd up; no if, ands, or butt-fucks

Bitch niggas go behind your back like nunchucks, and that's fucked up

But my hoes down, my cups up, my niggas down for whatever

These bitches think they're too fly, well, tell them hoes I pluck feathers

I'm Tunechi, Young Tunechi, I wear Trukfit, fuck Gucci

She blowing kisses at me with her pussy lips, smooches

And that's 2 Chainz

[Chorus: 2 Chainz, Lil Wayne & Both]

Look at you (Aw), now look at us

All my niggas look rich as fuck (Yeah)

All my niggas live rich as fuck (Yeah)

All—All my niggas look rich as fuck (Yeah)

Look at you (Look at you), now look at us (Now look at us)

All my niggas look rich as fuck (Bitch)

All my—All my niggas live rich as fuck (You hoe-ass bi—)

All my—All—All my ni—

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]

Ugh, never talk to the cops, I don't speak Pig Latin

I turned a penny to a motherfuckin Janet Jackson

Tell the bitches that be hatin' I ain't got no worries

I just want to hit and run like I ain't got insurance, ho

What's your name? What's your sign? Zodiac Killer

All rats gotta die, even Master Splinter

Yeah, murder, one-eighty-seven

I be killing them bitches, I hope all dogs go to heaven

And I got Xanax, Percocet, promethazine with codeine

Call me Mr. Sandman, I'm sellin' all these hoes dreams

Got a white girl with big titties, flat-ass, TV screen

I keep a bad bitch, call me "The B.B. King"

And you know I got that mouth out her

Then put that bitch out like a house fire

I'm killing these hoes like Michael Myers

I eat that cat just like a lion

And I can't trust none of these niggas

Can't trust none of these hoes

And I see your girl when I want

I got that ho TiVo'd, ugh

Got a red-ass bitch with a red-ass pussy

Nigga try me, that's a dead-ass pussy

Since y'all motherfuckers so blind to the fact

To tell you the truth, I don't care who's lookin'

All I know is I love my bitch

And pussy feel just like Heaven on Earth

Six feet deep, dick shovelin' the dirt

RIP: Rest In Pussy

Light that shit, then pass that shit, we gon' get so smoked out

And then I went, got locked up; every night, I dreamt I broke out

One time for them pussy niggas—that's that shit I don't like

We eatin' over here, nigga—fuck around and have a food fight

And that's 2 Chainz

[Chorus: 2 Chainz, Lil Wayne & Both]

Look at you (Uh), now look at us (Yeah)

All my niggas look rich as fuck (What?)

All my niggas live rich as fuck (What?)

All-all my niggas look rich as fuck (Yeah)

Look at you, now look at us (Aye fuck all y'all bitches, straight up)

All my niggas look rich as fuck (Any bitch out there that ain't never wanna give me no pussy)

All my-all my niggas live rich as fuck (Fuck you in your asshole, bitch)

All my-all-all my niggas look rich as fuck

[Outro: Lil Wayne]

And your nigga a hoe