Lyric

Young rich, hurry

Rich, hurry

I don’t want to see shawty cry

When I get a lot of money

Young rich, hurry

Rich, hurry

She gets in a good mood

When I give her ice cream

Young rich, hurry

Rich, hurry

I don’t want to see shawty cry

When I get a lot of money

Young rich, hurry

Rich, hurry

She gets in a good mood

When I give her ice cream

My girl hella fire

And she really means a lot to me

She the only one that gets my trust

And really cares for me

She the perfect type

For being my company

I don't need no one else

Because she the one

Yeah She my wifey

Yeah she is my wheeler

Keeps me move

And we cruising

Ride ride through the city hit the mall

Shopping clothings

I've been gifting lots of gifts

She deserves it

Showing from the bottom of my heart

And she just knows it

She is the luv of ma life

Shes better than all of these girls

Trust me she's better than your girl

And I can give you material things

Tell me whatever you need

Tell me whatever you please

I rather die when I'm not with you

Few hours apart I already miss you

I just want some hugs and some kisses

And I can give you material things

Tell me whatever you need

Tell me whatever you please

Young rich, hurry

Rich, hurry

I don’t want to see shawty cry

When I get a lot of money

Young rich, hurry

Rich, hurry

She gets in a good mood

When I give her ice cream

Young rich, hurry

Rich, hurry

I don’t want to see shawty cry

When I get a lot of money

Young rich, hurry

Rich, hurry

She gets in a good mood

When I give her ice cream