Richie Rich Lyrics & Tabs by Lil Romeo
Richie Rich
guitar chords lyrics
(Verse 1 - Lil' Romeo)
I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno.
Yes i'm fresh press and i'm speaking so that you know,
Can't understand I got the gift to speak and its a blessing,
So listen to the lesson I preach.
I talk sense candence to the phone of my poem
Got knowlede from the toes to the top of my dome.
I'm kinda young, but my tongue speaks maturity
Since i'm a child got big Kevin for security.
I get paid when my record is played, to put it short... I got it made.
(Chorus)
Rit-rit-rit a richie rich, ig-ig-ig i got it made,
Rit-rit-rit a richie rich, ig-ig-ig i got it made,
Rit-rit-rit a richie rich, ig-ig-ig i got it made,
Rit-rit-rit a richie rich, ig-ig-ig i got it made.
Rit-rit-rit a richie rich, ig-ig-ig i got it made,
Rit-rit-rit a richie rich, ig-ig-ig i got it made,
Rit-rit-rit a richie rich, ig-ig-ig i got it made.
(Verse 2 - Lil' Romeo)
I'm talented yes i'm gifted,
Never boosted never shop lifted.
I got cash but money ain't nothing,
Make a million dollars every record that I cut and,
P Miller gear for every day,
Will teach from france to the u.s.a and yo,
I make fresh rhymes daily you try me... really?
Can't just blink and I make a millon rhymes.
Just imagine if ya blink a millon times, then you know i'll be paid.
Richie rich... I got it made.
(Chorus)
Rit-rit-rit a richie rich, ig-ig-ig i got it made,
Rit-rit-rit a richie rich, ig-ig-ig i got it made,
Rit-rit-rit a richie rich, ig-ig-ig i got it made,
Rit-rit-rit a richie rich, ig-ig-ig i got it made.
(Verse 3 - Lil' Romeo)
I'm kinda spoiled 'cause everything that I want I got made,
I wanted gear, got everything from cotton and swede,
I make money everytime my video is played.
My hair was growing too long, so I got me some braids,
And when my dishes got dirty, I got me a maid,
And when the weather was hot, I got a spot in the shade.
I'm wise 'cause I rise to the top of my grades,
Wanted peace on earth, so in god I praise.
Some kids across town thought I was afraid, they couldn't harm me...
I got the soldiers bagade
(Chorus)
Rit-rit-rit a richie rich, ig-ig-ig i got it made,
Rit-rit-rit a richie rich, ig-ig-ig i got it made,
Rit-rit-rit a richie rich, ig-ig-ig i got it made,
Rit-rit-rit a richie rich, ig-ig-ig i got it made.
