Richer Than Alla My Opps Lyrics – Sexyy Red

Read the full Richer Than Alla My Opps lyrics by Sexyy Red from the album Yo Favorite Trappa Favorite Rappa along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Sexyy Red’s music, you can also explore David Ruffin and It Bitches, two other songs by Sexyy Red.

[Intro: S*xyy Red, DJ Drama & DJ Holiday]
Holiday season (On my soul)
Now, S*xyy
You know, it’s one thing to be rich
(S*xyy this, S*xyy that, b!tch, gimme my pu*sy back)
Listen up, that motherfu*ker think they be richer than all yo’ opps! Hahaha (It’s Se—)

[Chorus: S*xyy Red & DJ Holiday]
Hurting ass n!gga (Pop yo’ s*it)
What you need, some d!ck? (Huh?)
150 for my chain, just like (??) s*it (Blingy)
Booby trap, make it rain, I’m tryna fu*k a b!tch (On Blood)

SES, double Ys, b!tch, I’m super rich (Northside)
S-triple X-Y, ’cause I’m on freaky s*it (Ooh)
Bussing out my sweet, he say P do magic tricks (Baow)
Pu*sy (Pu*sy), b!tch, it’s S*xyy (On Blood)
I’ma pull up in Maybach (Nyoom) with bankroll, that’s my bestie (Northside)

[Chorus: S*xyy Red]
I’m richer than all of my opps (Baow, baow, baow)
I’m richer than all of my opps (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m richer than all of my opps (What, what, what?)
It’s Big S*xyy, I make these n!ggas’ hearts stop
I’m richer than all of my opps (On Bloods)
I’m richer than all of my opps (Baow, baow, boaw, baow)
I’m richer than all of my opps
It’s Big Sеxyy, it’s beef? Then I’ma spin the block

[Verse 2: S*xyy Red]
You-you dirty ass hoes got thе biggest opp
I like to put it in they face, show ’em who they not
Heard you sent some shots, but ain’t nobody drop
Wh-when I’m back in the city, I’ma make it pop, yeah (It’s Se—)
T-tote .50 Glocks
Shoutout to my roster, he got some (??) (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
I’m the one you b!tches wanna stop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
But you cannot, ’cause, b!tch, S*xyy hot (S*xyy)

Four-fourty inch weave, change it on the spot (Blood)
B!tch think she want smoke, gimme what ya got (Ho)
B!tch, bring it on
Sixty Blood n!ggas and b!tches sing my song

[Chorus: S*xyy Red]
I’m richer than all of my opps (Baow, baow, baow)
I’m richer than all of my opps (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m richer than all of my opps (What, what, what?)
It’s Big S*xyy, I make these n!ggas’ hearts stop
I’m richer than all of my opps (On Bloods)
I’m richer than all of my opps (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
I’m richer than all of my opps
It’s Big S*xyy, it’s beef? Then I’ma spin the block

[Outro]
I’m richer than all of my opps
I’m richer than all of my opps
I’m richer than all of my opps
It’s Big S*xyy, I make these n!ggas’ hearts stop