
Water Whip (Solid Foundation) Rich The Kid (Ft. Chill Will & Dirty Dave)
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[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
Bitches in the kitchen, dancing, water whipping chickens
Bitches in the kitchen, dancing, water whipping chickens
I’m addicted to that paper, got to get that guala
I know niggas that’ll kill you over 20 dollars
[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Now money ain’t shit to a rich nigga
I got killers and gorillas that’ll deal with you
Snag a rapper on the roof, poof, with my shooter
And my pockets over [?] like that whore ass [?]
I ain’t got to shoot ya, cooling in Bermuda
My money long like the bus, your money like a ruler
Bitches in the kitchen dancing, water whipping chickens
Js in my trap they got a room just for sniffing
Now I’m trapping out the mansion, moved up out the bando
All my killers move in silence like they’re dressed in camo
I will put you in a box and ship you to your mother
I got all white bricks like Janet Jackson’s brother
[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
Bitches in the kitchen, dancing, water whipping chickens
Bitches in the kitchen, dancing, water whipping chickens
I’m addicted to that paper, got to get that guala
I know niggas that’ll kill you over 20 dollars
Bitches in the kitchen, dancing, water whipping chickens
Bitches in the kitchen, dancing, water whipping chickens
I’m addicted to that paper, got to get that guala
I know niggas that’ll kill you over 20 dollars
[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Now money ain’t shit to a rich nigga
I got killers and gorillas that’ll deal with you
Snag a rapper on the roof, poof, with my shooter
And my pockets over [?] like that whore ass [?]
I ain’t got to shoot ya, cooling in Bermuda
My money long like the bus, your money like a ruler
Bitches in the kitchen dancing, water whipping chickens
Js in my trap they got a room just for sniffing
Now I’m trapping out the mansion, moved up out the bando
All my killers move in silence like they’re dressed in camo
I will put you in a box and ship you to your mother
I got all white bricks like Janet Jackson’s brother
[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
Bitches in the kitchen, dancing, water whipping chickens
Bitches in the kitchen, dancing, water whipping chickens
I’m addicted to that paper, got to get that guala
I know niggas that’ll kill you over 20 dollars
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