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[Rick
You I stick to the script
dollar nigga, but I do it like this

(M-M-M-Maybach Music, Music)

[Rick Ross -
My high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!)
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Wuh!)
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap
The Rolls-Royce, it's all
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the

My high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
My high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce, it's all (How can I not talk big? I got to)
Foamposites (Wale!), the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' the Spikes

[Wale - 1]
Yeah, uh
Ferrari mics, bitch, I'm on my car
My chick black and white, she ain't no dime, that bitch a
11 know I'm reppin' this, shoot and I don't miss
The coupe I'm in is rented, I wit' all that commitment shit
P-R-Ps is proper, couple Gs I'm shoppin'
My girls and my SBs, got a thing for boxes
Shout out Frankie the Butcher, out Mishka in Brooklyn
some nigga from 10.deep ATL, I'm wit' the cooker
I ain't e'en tryin', fool, ho, I ball like school
You bammas like Hyperstrikes, your sleep outside of you
And Tito's my niggas, you just we just need more shit and
It's ironic how I drop some dough when I got them Homer Simpsons,
Pine-green Foams, may never see the store
Got LeBron Entourages like and Richie Paul
Bitch, I ball, ho, you lame, look at my Laneys, lanes
Look at my 9s, look at my Blazers, look at my 4s, cut wit'
Look at my whore, that is lady, look at my flo', makin' y'all crazy
y'all sick, y'all cannot tame me, Lexus drive me, Maybach pay me

[Rick Ross -
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), it's all (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm wit' the Spikes
Meek

Mill]
Yo
I said I'm out in my Cool Greys, no LL, but these cool Js
And my froze, but I'm cool sha', like a bald head, I'm too paid
I'm too blazed, and I'm too high, George Kush, the whole crew
Wrong move and that tool fly, better Kon that ass like
It's MMG, MOB, young nigga, I OG
Walk wit' like 10 on me, that 5-7, that fen' on me
Don't grin on me them long stares, you ain't God unless no fear
Big money, all the hoes, HD, I so clear
We jeweled out and we racked up, big when it back up
Big Boy, look like a Mack truck, shooters ride that Mac tucked
I'm a Bad Boy, bitch, ask Puff, Simpson-Rodgers, my cup
On shit, I can't stand up, country Ks as I man up
This Rozay, Wale, Gunplay, and that Pill
In Brazil, and this is real, got bad hoes and that whippet pill
One and we get the deal, one day and I fucked the bitch
My Levis, they 501, my is hella bent

My Jordans high-top, snapback cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), all white (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the

[J.
Fresh-ass nigga, no wonder why them be open
That's that nigga, so what'd I say? They
How you figga? You fuckin' wit' me? I hope he
I'm witcha girl, you home alone, bitch you Culkin
I'm oviedosin', ay, homie, smokin'
Then put my ashes on you niggas, bet you gon' need
I'm roastin', heatin' up, so you know we toastin'
Fuck hoes no emotion, fade away like Kobe postin'
Out in Sweden, like ain't shit you can't tell us
Lord, forgive me, as a kid, I used to look at niggas
'Cause uh, had them Js, and my mama wouldn't cop 'em
Can you blame Hundred dollars for them bitches wann't a option
Now we much better, nigga, pay whatever
Rock bitches once then forgot about 'em forever
My kicks like my chick, I don't to know the numbers
You need to know I'm comin', I'll kill you niggas this summer

My Jordans high-top, snapback cap
My Jordans high-top, snapback cap
The Rolls-Royce, it's all
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the

My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), it's all (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm wit' the Spikes

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