[Rick Ross] Two door Bugatti coupe I call it Katy Perry Wiz Khalifa papers Smoking my favourite berrys S65 I call it Rihanna It got a red top but its white like Madonna Made man, you hear what I said Having a slumber party all my bitches counting bread Made man, also known as Papi Chulo And Im running straight up in the culo My wrist always on frio, call me chilly chill Super head and super head, and I really will Californication, Motivation in my pocket Got on my blue Dickie, shout out my nigga Roccett Still smoking sickie, it ain't no other option Not for made niggas and Im never stopping I raised the bar, I set the standards My yayo, Usher Raymond, that bitch just keep on dancing Dollar bills on top of dollar bills Thats all Im throwing, if she won't her momma will Made niggas, talking a lot of skrill 8 digits a nigga tryna live Made man, you hear what I said I got a hundred squares If you scared, called the feds Made men, Im screaming dollar bills Park the trunk on the Porsche There they go, Dollar bills [Drake] Riding round the city, plastic cup of Henny Find a nigga like me, truth to be told, I dont know many I say shout my driver Lauren, thats 62 with curtains Can't see shit, I dont know where the fuck Im at for certain When it boils down, Im just a T.O nigga But bitches tell me that I look just like a creole nigga New Orleans know its love, everytime Im in town Shout out my nigga Tez, thats my brother my round Spending tomorrows money, I call it maana Off the rack just ain't my style, I call it designer One of my baddest women ever, I call her Rihanna But thats cause her name is Rihanna! Im in the condo just posting watching Miami kill I might just walk to the arena and watch it for real Ashes to ashes, me, Rozay and Khaled Smoking bull riders, shit moving slow as a ballad Tattoo on your ass, itd be nice if you show me Im buying bitches furs, Mike Tyson, Naomi Ive got the right to do it, its only right to do it Love me some head, and I love a woman that likes to do it Still love my team, ain't no other option Not for made niggas and Im never stopping Im Damon Wayans, just know that homie dont play that You know we running my nigga, Young money, Maybach
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[Rick Ross - Verse 3] Black panorama, I call it T-Pain I got my autotune, that bitch insane Got my revolver too, I call it Ving Rhames You still a baby boy, we doing big things Street niggas, you hear what I said I got some bad news, Jabar back in the feds Facing twenty, he just did a dime Been out a year, look like he finna ride Genocide, these people killing time Throw you in a hole, you must be penalised Soon as you see success, haters reinvest Miami gardens drive, half a million nothing less Raised the bar, I set the standards My yayo Mc Hammer, that bitch just keep on dancing Michael Jackson, let it moonwalk Set it on the napkin, let it cool offTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
