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
 Chorus
 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