Rich Boy - Touch That AssLyrics

Yeah, Rich Boy, man, I'm pimpin' like that I keep flickin' these dollars, girl and you know I just got somethin' on my mind Hold on Polow, man, stop throwin' money, man Let me see what's happenin' wit' this man It's one thing I gotta ask, can I touch that ass? Touch that ass, oh yeah, touch that ass If I fly you first class, can I touch that ass? Touch that ass, yeah, touch that ass Now I don't mind throwin' cash, can I touch that ass? Touch that ass, yeah, touch that ass Ya homegirl kinda bad, can I touch her ass? Touch her ass, oh yeah, touch her ass You might catch me on Cheetah's wit a down dick eater Standin' on the block in a fresh wifebeater Filet mignon, me and Polow Da Don Why they call you Rich Boy? Look at my charm Look at my bracelet and look at my arm Shakin' my wrist might just start a snowstorm Up in the club and we gettin' it on Poppin' big bottles and spillin' Patron D-Boys be the squad, Zone 4 be the label Got a 645 wit the satellite cable They say I wouldn't make it but I still made it happen One point three mill' and just start rappin' Yeah, I got a room when you suck on my dick 'Cause if you suck on my dick you better swallow that shit Ya young bitch, niggas still runnin' they mouth It's one thing that I gotta ask, can I touch that ass? Touch that ass, oh yeah, touch that ass If I fly you first class, can I touch that ass? Touch that ass, yeah, touch that ass Now I don't mind throwin' cash, can I touch that ass? Touch that ass, oh yeah, touch that ass Ya homegirl kinda bad, can I touch her ass? Touch her ass, oh yeah, touch her ass One dollar, two dollar, three dollar, four When I leave the club, I take two whores Maybe one more, back to the Doubletree Hoes wanna double me and sip bubbly Let's play a lil' game 'Simon Says' Simon says why don't you give Rich Boy some head? No lie, I'm a cool dude Not tryin' to be rude, just tryin' to touch you Yeah, I'm lookin' for that super dome I ain't talkin' 'bout the field they throw the ball on I'm a ball on, make that ass roll Pussy look like gold comin' down that pole Got the whole club outta control Fake ballers in the bitch throwin' rent money, stupid bitch I laugh at that shit, what you wanna do? I got hundred dollar bills, tens and twenties too It's one thing I gotta ask, can I touch that ass? Touch that ass, oh yeah, touch that ass If I fly you first class, can I touch that ass? Touch that ass, yeah, touch that ass Now I don't mind throwin' cash, can I touch that ass? Touch that ass, oh yeah, touch that ass Ya homegirl kinda bad, can I touch her ass? Touch her ass, oh yeah, touch her ass I'm takin' my money and spendin' it all All these thick girls that I wanna take home Throwin' big faces until they all gone While I watch all these girls take off they thong Mr. DJ, won't you turn up my song? Bouncin' that ass, I don't see nothin' wrong One bitch, two or three bankrolls Eighty-five thousand dollars worth of Russian rose gold Take a picture of ya broad, put it in my iPod She lick it dry clean when my dick get hard Ain't playin' wit'cha, baby, can I get a lil' grip? Spend a couple chips, I break ya off a big tip It's one thing I gotta ask, can I touch that ass? Touch that ass, oh yeah, touch that ass If I fly you first class, can I touch that ass? Touch that ass, yeah, touch that ass Now I don't mind throwin' cash, can I touch that ass? Touch that ass, oh yeah, touch that ass Ya homegirl kinda bad, can I touch her ass? Touch her ass, oh yeah, touch her ass