Ratha Be Ya Nigga
Featuring Richie Rich]

Intro: Richie Rich, 2Pac

[RR] Pac

[PAC] Hey

[RR] What's happenin

[PAC] Not motherfuckin double R, Richie Rich

[RR] What's happenin baby, you know how we do it

[PAC] Yeah nigga, you know I'm up out this bitch

It's time for me to uhhh regulate

[RR] Fo' sho', hey

[PAC] Observe

[RR] and you ain't goin back

[PAC] Nah nah nah, we got to show these motherfuckers whassup though

[RR] This is for the honeys, the super ?

[PAC] I don't want to be her man, I want to be her nigga

You feel me?

[RR] Well let em know

Verse One: 2Pac, Richie Rich

You fuckin wit niggaz that's insecure, watered down, my shit is pure

Write down my number but don't call me til you sure

I ain't beggin just tryin to relocate between ya legs

Drippin wet, as we experiment in sweaty sex

When you met me you wouldn't let me, and now

you straight beggin to sex me got you undressin to test me and uhh..

Shut me down if ya want, and miss the chance to do it live

When I stroll by, I see that look in yo' eye

You want a nigga, but think that you can't have a nigga

Don't cheat yourself, instead treat yourself

If you scared go to church, I know it hurts

To find out me and your man be sharin skirts

I hopin you don't take this the wrong way

But your body is bangin got me attracted in a strong way

After a long day of tryin to make my songs pay

Makin love all day against the wall in the hallway

Ya fantasies come alive, ya heart rate

shall increase when we meet up in this dark place

You might think you're happy with him

but that's a lie, so give this Thug a try

I'd rather be ya nigga

Chorus: 2Pac

I'd rather be ya N-I-G-G-A

So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day

It don't matter if you lonely baby, you need a Thug in your life

Cause busters ain't lovin you right

(repeat 2X)

Verse Two: 2Pac, Richie Rich

Look, now you was sprung from the introduction

My conversation's full of game yet laced with seductions

I see ya blushin like ya want somethin, come get a taste

of Amerikaz Most Wanted and let's get into some touchin, erotic fuckin

My up and down with no interruptions

have no intentions of bustin until you learn ya lesson

Now many questions are often asked, a drop top, 500 Benz

and plenty cash, to help a nigga get the ass

You can ride out the spoke coke, to get your lobster and crab

Cause all I got is conversation and a gang of stab

and I'ma listen when it hurts, I'ma hang out but never stay

Smoke blunts but leave them stunts up to Super Dave

I'll be your nigga, as long as we can understand

that I's the nigga whose spoke coke can be the man

He wine and dine, but me and you we whine and grind

And when I'm on the field keep him on the sidelines


Verse Three: 2Pac, Richie Rich

Now it's time for the moment of truth, I got ya naked

Totally sweatin, let's see how hot I can make it

Tongue kissin til yo' head swang, I'm so into you

Witness a nigga make the bed bang

If it's all mine, then let me know, now scream my name out

Do you want it fast or shall I hit it slow?

Not to mention, the multiple positions I inflict

A boss playa, freaky motherfucker, can I dick

Uhh, it's on and poppin, now you seed what I was seein

Why yo' eyes rollin, Luke seen ya girl I ain't goin

nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there

While he's stresed out and knock I stretch out the cock

Hold da boots, and let da nigga execute

And though you got it right, I'm goin home tonight

You say you don't need a man, but I don't care

You in the presence of a playa, I'd rather be ya nigga

Chorus 2.25X