RiRi (Poet!) Lyrics

Yah Yah

I'm

Pushin' da dick in her stomach

I'm pushin' this dick in her stomach

She look in my eyes I only care bout the money

Bitch only care bout the money

I only care about the money

I'm pushin' da dick in her stomach

She look in my eyes I only care bout the money!

She say she can vibe to my demo

Okay lil bitch we gon Turn up!

Told her she fit like a stunna

Oh you the bomb was y'a father Osama

She gotta spit on the tip like a llama

They fuck better when they pull up with trauma

Look at her she eat it up ready to vomit

Eat-Eat!

I put in work so me and the gang can go make lamb run

I ain't too normal something like Lamron

I let her sing

Now she think that she Riri

Same club Different chick

That's the Remix

Same name different check

You can repeat

Im tossing it up bring it back like a Freesbie

The Trap like the rest of world

Not a Damn thing go for freebies

It's like I kidnapped they girl

How they beg me for a release

She rubbin and blowing on me

Hope she ain't expecting a Genie

I Bust all over her face like that shits Nutrogena

Then I told her to look pretty

Why you doing the most to go cop a G lock ?

When you could invest in a business

Oh yeah Im with it

Fuck wit the kid it get wicked

Don't try play me because if I get bored

Might line it up like it's a Ouiji

Your mama see you on the floor

But you chillin with Tupac and Biggie

Fucking this bitch and she married

I'd fuck a lil thot on the day of her wedding

Fuck it I ain't attending

And she clown paying for all this attention

Need to run back to the money

Need to run up stack up your hunnids

If it's your back then your hunted

Watch a lil nigga turn cunning Yeah

I head to Boston she pull up I mow it

She pull up I mow it

Yh Give her that Chandon and Moët

Yeah 40'z I pour it

She show me that more love

Forever I'm coolin

Forever I'm coolin'

Yea Take out the beat I'm a poet!

Take out the beat I'm a poet

I pop that shit and I pour it!

I ain't the bachelor

She pull up I mowe it

Yh Give her that Chandon and Moët

Yeah 40'z I pour it

She showin' me more love

Forever I'm coolin

Forever I'm coolin'

Take out the beat I'm a poet!

Yeah yah

I'm pushin' da dick in her stomach

Yeah

She look in my eyes I only care bout the money

Yah she say she can vibe to my demo

Okay lil bitch we gon turn up!

Told her she fit like a stunna

Oh you the bomb was y'a father Osama

She gotta spit on the tip like a llama

They fuck better when they pull up with trauma!

Look at her she eat it up ready to vomit!

I put in work so me and the gang can go make lamb run

I ain't too normal I'm something like Lamron

I let her sing now she think that she Riri

Eat-Eat

Same club Different chick

Yeah that's the Remix

Same name different check

Yeah you can repeat

Im tossing it up she bring it back like a Freesbie

The Trap like the rest of world bitch!

Not a Damn thing go for freebies

Not a damn thing go for freebies

I fucking this bitch she getting me geeked-geeked

Pull up pull up its the remix

Same name

Different check

Yeah you can repeat