(Ayy, Nine9 really kickin' shit, you heard?)
(Nine9 made it)
Rich and handsome like I'm Eric Dane
Plenty sons like I'm Erica Kane
I'm that guy, but don't say my name
Rich and handsome like I'm Eric Dane
No pain, no gain
Kept rappin' and I made a lane
I was trappin', that shit not for me
Get to singin' like I'm Ella Mai
Got her walkin' like a penguin after she done with me
She like a Polaroid picture 'cause after I'm done she fades
She was in my bed by 3 p.m., she can't be late
She thought about me all day when the breeze hit her face
You know I did that bitch cold
Countin' up new, out with the old
The back of the laundromat, I'm countin' a load
Forgot about that bitch, she probably got mold
Doin' well, I make a hater say no
Three hoes on me like I bowl
I'm gettin' paid while you troll
Watch out for 12, that was close
Rich and handsome like I'm Eric Dane
Plenty sons like I'm Erica Kane
I'm that guy, but don't say my name
Rich and handsome like I'm Eric Dane
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