Artist: Meek Mill f/ Louie V Album: Dreams and Nightmares Song: Rich & Famous Typed by: Cedmaster3K [Intro: Meek Mill] Aye, shorty I'mma tell you like this I know you used to messin' with them ordinary guys But, uh.. The way I'm gettin' money I can introduce you to a lifestyle you gon' love forever It's Double-M-G... [Chorus: Louie V] I wanna buy your loooove Tell me what it's gon' be (tell me what's it's gon' be) I wanna buy your loooove Everything is on me (everything is on me) Lifestyle of the rich and the famous (famous) Don't you wanna be rich and be famous? (Famous) Lifestyle of the rich and the famous (famous) Don't you wanna be rich and be famous? (I wanna buy your...) [Meek Mill] Ridin' through my city with a chick I used to lust 'Bout to make a movie starring me, the two of us Penthouse at the top floor, elevator shooters up So I can eat that pussy for breakfast, dinner, and lunch And uh, she been waiting all night for this hard pipe; I think she called twice Before you knew it I pulled in she seen them fog lights And I can see it in her face she had a hard night Up and down that pole sellin' dreams, sellin' love It was sort of like she servin' fiends and sellin' drugs Giving them a fix, body solid as a brick With no baking soda on it I went raw every time I hit Life's a bitch but I go deep up in that pussy, Jerry Rice And every time I'm in the building I ain't never like She be on that pole, tryna chase her goals Goin' up and down like that angel on that Rolls - Lord knows [Chorus] [Meek Mill] Yeah; shorty so pretty and that pussy so good She used to say I was crazy, I was up to no good 'Til I slid all in it, started fuckin' her good Red bottom, I damn near had a crush in the hood I slid up in the ass and she heard them pipes they was growlin' Friends wantin' to fuck me because they like how I'm stylin' But I'm cool on the snakin' because I like when she smilin' We gon' lear in the air just to get right on an island We ball harder in Bal Harbour out in Florida Isabel Marant sneakers, you got all of them Tatted up, passports just to cross borders She callin' me daddy and I ain't got a daughter Said I'm cooler than them other dudes Five racks just to get her Cinderella shoes Hella jewels, money come in different revenues Big paper, your money smaller then that Kevin dude, haha [Chorus] [Meek Mill] Yeah; my chick bad, lookin' like a +Bag of Money+ She grippin' on my H belt, but I tell her grab it for me She was messin' with me way before I had the money You niggas playin! games, I'm really getting mad money Just to commentate, peep how I operate I put your chick up in this ghost, bet she cooperate I really ballin', tat 'em all up in and out of state Been gettin' money for a while, I don't know how to hate They call me +Racked Up Shorty+, she can smell the Aura Had her out in Bora +Exploring+ like she was +Dora+ Million dollar sponsor, spoiled her like my daughter And put her in the game, she ain't fuckin' with lames, ah! [Chorus]