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[Rick
Two door coupe
I it Katy Perry
Wiz Khalifa
my favourite berrys
S65 I it Rihanna
It got a red top but its like Madonna
man, you hear what I said
having a party all my bitches counting bread
man, also known as Papi Chulo
and Im straight up in the culo
my wrist always on frio, call me chill
super head and head, and I really will
Californication, in my pocket
got on my blue Dickie, shout out my n-gga
smoking sickie, it aint no other option
not for made and Im never stopping
I the bar, I set the standards
my yayo, Usher Raymond, that b-tch just on dancing

bills on top of dollar bills
thats all Im throwing, if she her momma will
n-ggas, talking a lot of skrill
8 digits a n-gga tryna

made man, you hear I said
I got a hundred
if you scared, called the
made men, Im dollar bills
park the trunk on the
they go, Dollar bills

Riding the city, plastic cup of Henny
find a n-gga like me, truth to be told, I dont know
I say my driver Lauren, thats 62 with curtains
see shit, I dont know where the f-ck Im at for certain
when it boils down, Im just a T.O
but bitches tell me I look just like a creole n-gga
New Orleans know its love, Im in town
shout out my n-gga Tez, thats my brother my
tomorrows money, I call it maana
off the rack just aint my style, I it designer
one of my women ever, I call her Rihanna
but thats her name is Rihanna!
Im in the condo just posting Miami kill
I might just walk to the arena and it for real
Ashes to ashes, me, Rozay and
smoking bull riders, moving slow as a ballad
tattoo on your ass, itd be if you show me
Im buying bitches furs, Mike Tyson,
Ive got the right to do it, its right to do it
love me head, and I love a woman that likes to do it
still love my team, aint no option
not for made n-ggas and Im stopping
Im Damon Wayans, know that homie dont play that
you know we running my n-gga, money, Maybach

[Rick Ross - 3]
Black panorama, I call it
I got my autotune, that insane
got my revolver too, I call it Rhames
you still a baby boy, we doing big
street n-ggas, you hear what I
I got some bad news, Jabar back in the
twenty, he just did a dime
been out a year, look like he finna
genocide, these people time
throw you in a hole, you must be
as you see success, haters reinvest
miami gardens drive, half a nothing less
the bar, I set the standards
my yayo Mc Hammer, that just keep on dancing
Jackson, let it moonwalk
set it on the napkin, let it off