Rich Boy On the Regular Lyrics

Rich Boy Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 The Madness
  • 2 Role Models
  • 3 Boy Looka Here
  • 4 Throw Some D’s
  • 5 What It Do
  • 6 Good Things
  • 7 Hustla Balla Gangsta Mack
  • 8 Touch That Ass
  • 9 On the Regular
  • 10 Gangsta (interlude)
  • 11 Get to Poppin
  • 12 And I Love You
  • 13 Lost Girls
  • 14 Ghetto Rich
  • 15 Let’s Get This Paper / Balla Life
  • 16 Throw Some D’s (remix)
  • All I do is HIT THAT BITCH!

    [Chorus]
    On the regular, on the regular
    All the time, on the regular
    (All I do is HIT THAT BITCH!) On the regular
    (You'll never find me smokin') On the regular
    On the regular, on the regular

    [Verse 1]
    It's a part of me, make me lust ya
    Makes me wanna touch ya
    I tongue kiss ya where I fuck ya baby girl, ooh
    (So how you look?) You are so beautiful
    (You look so good) From head to toe wonderful
    Your mind's incredible (HIT THAT BITCH!)

    [Chorus 2]
    You know how we do it (on the regular)
    How we gettin' this money (on the regular)
    (all the time, on the regular)
    All I do is HIT THAT BITCH! (on the regular)
    You'll never find me smokin' (on the regular)
    We be poppin' these bottles (on the regular)
    We be shoppin' and ballin'(on the regular)
    I can take you wherever you wanna roll, LET'S GO!

    [Verse 2]
    A full time G wit' this ballin' shit
    These other niggas part time playin' they skits
    I make ya feel good while they make ya sick
    From ya nails to ya hair to ya outfit
    You thick, you the shit girl I must admit
    This Rich Boy baby so the truth I spit
    Yeah, it's official everythang I'm tellin' ya
    And you won't ever see me buyin' nothin' thats regular
    Hey, I fell in love wit'cha look
    The way them lips move when ya talk got me hooked
    Hey, I can take ya to the top of the world
    Have ya body draped in diamonds and pearls, make ya my girl
    Come on, so we keep it on the hush
    Can't fight the lust I gotta touch
    Hey, so if you really wanna roll
    Hop in, wit' a playa let's go

    [Chorus 2]

    [Verse 3]
    We can go where you wanna go
    Fly out to Capedro everythang paid fo'
    Hey, get a room at the Larmatage
    Get a massage, the boy do it large
    Hey, so lady like, you my lady right
    Baby do me right, come on over here spend the night
    Hey, and we ain't gotta check out
    So let's stay it's a beautiful day to fly away
    Hey, do the G thang in ya G-strang
    I don't even pay attention to the weddin' rang
    No, so ride wt' me baby, get high wit' me baby
    You can do it, just try for me baby, hey
    On the regular, this how it feel to be rich
    On the regular, I be fuckin' ya bitch
    On the regular, hey hey hey OH!

    [Chorus 2]

    Written by: William Earl Collins, Maceo Parker Jr., George Clinton, Erick S Sermon
    Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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