Rich sex, yeah, rich sex
That's what I need, that's what I fiend for
Everyday all I think about is green
Feel like a fiend, can't even breathe
It's the way she chokin' on it tell all her tea
When you get some money, then you'll live sweet
You know there ain't shit in this life for free
Riding BMW, need SRT
She might be foreign, but is she country
Get on her knees and pick out the weed
Ride with me from zero till sixty
On and on again
On and on a
Feel like the time keeps flyin
Just seen a track hawk fly by, yeah
Talk a lot of words to the sky
Askin' when the time gon' be mine, yeah
You gotta believe in your dreams
Wonder where he got this coedine, went four for four I ain't talkin' bout Wendy's
Tryna go to millions from these pennies
I grew up and now I love diamonds and Benjis
Feelin' like my dreams is on elm street, this shit is a nightmare
Before Christmas, not every villain's a villain
But Not everyone you see is a real one
Just wanna make it out of here
And have rich sex rich sex
On and on again
On and on a
Feel like the time keeps flyin
Just seen a track hawk fly by, yeah
On and on again
Talk a lot of words to the sky
Askin' when the time gon' be mine, yeah
On and on a
Rich sex, rich sex
On and on again
Rich sex, rich sex
On and on a
Making plays on the field, we in empty
Got the whole gang in the Bentley
Already too official, now we rockin' with plenty
Need Givenchy and Fendi and all of that
Rockin' in bills like a running back
Got some moves like LeSean McCoy
She said she wanna be my toy, think she tellin' a story
We be playin' for hours, want more
Drippin' Dior when she being my whore
Rich sex, yeah
Rich sex, that's what I need
That's what I fiend for, everyday all I think about is green
Feel like a fiend, can't even breathe
It's the way she chokin' on it tell all her tea
When you get some money, then you'll live sweet
You know there ain't shit in this life for free
Riding B.M.W., need SRT
She might be foreign, but is she country
Get on her knees and pick out the weed
Ride with me from zero till sixty
Rich sex, yeah , rich sex
On and on again
Rich sex, rich sex yeah
Jordan Kempf - Rich Sex Lyrics
Jordan Kempf - Rich Sex Lyrics
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Rich sex, yeah, rich sex
That's what I need, that's what I fiend for
Everyday all I think about is green
Feel like a fiend, can't even breathe
It's the way she chokin' on it tell all her tea
When you get some money, then you'll live sweet
You know there ain't shit in this life for free
Riding BMW, need SRT
She might be foreign, but is she country
Get on her knees and pick out the weed
Ride with me from zero till sixty
On and on again
On and on a
Feel like the time keeps flyin
Just seen a track hawk fly by, yeah
Talk a lot of words to the sky
Askin' when the time gon' be mine, yeah
You gotta believe in your dreams
Wonder where he got this coedine, went four for four I ain't talkin' bout Wendy's
Tryna go to millions from these pennies
I grew up and now I love diamonds and Benjis
Feelin' like my dreams is on elm street, this shit is a nightmare
Before Christmas, not every villain's a villain
But Not everyone you see is a real one
Just wanna make it out of here
And have rich sex rich sex
On and on again
On and on a
Feel like the time keeps flyin
Just seen a track hawk fly by, yeah
On and on again
Talk a lot of words to the sky
Askin' when the time gon' be mine, yeah
On and on a
Rich sex, rich sex
On and on again
Rich sex, rich sex
On and on a
Making plays on the field, we in empty
Got the whole gang in the Bentley
Already too official, now we rockin' with plenty
Need Givenchy and Fendi and all of that
Rockin' in bills like a running back
Got some moves like LeSean McCoy
She said she wanna be my toy, think she tellin' a story
We be playin' for hours, want more
Drippin' Dior when she being my whore
Rich sex, yeah
Rich sex, that's what I need
That's what I fiend for, everyday all I think about is green
Feel like a fiend, can't even breathe
It's the way she chokin' on it tell all her tea
When you get some money, then you'll live sweet
You know there ain't shit in this life for free
Riding B.M.W., need SRT
She might be foreign, but is she country
Get on her knees and pick out the weed
Ride with me from zero till sixty
Rich sex, yeah , rich sex
On and on again
Rich sex, rich sex yeah
That's what I need, that's what I fiend for
Everyday all I think about is green
Feel like a fiend, can't even breathe
It's the way she chokin' on it tell all her tea
When you get some money, then you'll live sweet
You know there ain't shit in this life for free
Riding BMW, need SRT
She might be foreign, but is she country
Get on her knees and pick out the weed
Ride with me from zero till sixty
On and on again
On and on a
Feel like the time keeps flyin
Just seen a track hawk fly by, yeah
Talk a lot of words to the sky
Askin' when the time gon' be mine, yeah
You gotta believe in your dreams
Wonder where he got this coedine, went four for four I ain't talkin' bout Wendy's
Tryna go to millions from these pennies
I grew up and now I love diamonds and Benjis
Feelin' like my dreams is on elm street, this shit is a nightmare
Before Christmas, not every villain's a villain
But Not everyone you see is a real one
Just wanna make it out of here
And have rich sex rich sex
On and on again
On and on a
Feel like the time keeps flyin
Just seen a track hawk fly by, yeah
On and on again
Talk a lot of words to the sky
Askin' when the time gon' be mine, yeah
On and on a
Rich sex, rich sex
On and on again
Rich sex, rich sex
On and on a
Making plays on the field, we in empty
Got the whole gang in the Bentley
Already too official, now we rockin' with plenty
Need Givenchy and Fendi and all of that
Rockin' in bills like a running back
Got some moves like LeSean McCoy
She said she wanna be my toy, think she tellin' a story
We be playin' for hours, want more
Drippin' Dior when she being my whore
Rich sex, yeah
Rich sex, that's what I need
That's what I fiend for, everyday all I think about is green
Feel like a fiend, can't even breathe
It's the way she chokin' on it tell all her tea
When you get some money, then you'll live sweet
You know there ain't shit in this life for free
Riding B.M.W., need SRT
She might be foreign, but is she country
Get on her knees and pick out the weed
Ride with me from zero till sixty
Rich sex, yeah , rich sex
On and on again
Rich sex, rich sex yeah
Writer: Jordan Kempf
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