a job pourin tar up on da roof. Dat boy had it hard, no fasad it's da truth, So now when I menage and get massaged it's da proof. Proof's in da pudding
snitch, got it tatood by kartoo? (somebody switch) by my rules we all lose (chorus) You've Been Hiding, Never Letting It Show Always Trying, To Keep It Under Control You Got It
like Shyne, that's on my niece I'm B.I.G. like Diddy, dammit, I'm wit' it Khaled, we did it, Biggie in my city Please no fitted, *** it, I'm too pretty
Shyne, that's on my niece I'm B.I.G. like Diddy, damn it, I'm wit' it Khaled we did it, Biggie in my city Please no fitted, fuck it, I'm too pretty
I call it penny pinchin' She told me shit but I could get her titties lifted My new crib got it's own city limit Motherfucker got his own city in it Blue
You know I am! (Yes, I am) Struttin' as I have it Bitch, I gotta have it The parking lot shut down every time I pass it And every time I blast it He check
(Off, ya) Paint shine like lip gloss Cadillac got a wide body like Rick Ross Took time but my cash got right (Right) If I want it I'ma buy it, I don
, boss up I present to you, Rick Ross, the boss I got a letter from the government the other day I opened and read it, it said we want hustlers Had a
"Role Call" [Lil' Jon talking:] Yeah! Right about now (whats up) It's time for the real nigga role call Now when you hear your city or state being
the dirt Now you are just a baby in the sternum of the earth Yeah I told Pete it's nothin send a track Heard it one time, killed it sent it back Wake
2 bricks and have a n-gga try to strain it out the drainage [Hook] See my face on the news and it aint Tivo I still wanna sell kilo?s It?s like I?m
[Rick Ross] Hello Good morning tell me what the lip read pretty face, thin waist with the sick weave first time fish tailing in the 6 speed real bad boy
sit back chair bitch I do it cause I get it I got billion dollar credit if you got a million dollars you could put it up in bet it I just be like hello
off, Paint shine like lip gloss, Cadillac got a wide body like Rick Ross, Took time but my cash got right, if I want it I'ma buy it I don't Ask no price
(Intro) Remix! (Rick Ross) Remix! (Rick Ross) Remix! (Rick Ross) Chevy Ridin High Boy (Yo Gotti) Its Rickey Ross (Rick Ross) Mon E. G. (Mon E. G.) Its
be faded, two pills a charm She licks on my chest, reading tatts on my arm Hit her form the back, same time my mind blown Speechless so she scream in silence A real bad boy and all my
bro See that's what I do it for And my low class ghetto *** Just renewed my ghetto *** (I'm so hood) Yeah, I wear my pants below my waist And I never