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[Rick
Two door coupe
I call it Perry
Wiz Khalifa
smoking my 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
made man, also as Papi Chulo
and Im running straight up in the
my always on frio, call me chilly chill
super head and super head, and I really
Californication, in my pocket
got on my Dickie, shout out my n-gga Roccett
still smoking sickie, it aint no other
not for n-ggas and Im never stopping
I the bar, I set the standards
my yayo, Usher Raymond, that b-tch keep on dancing

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

man, you hear what I said
I got a hundred
if you scared, the feds
men, Im screaming dollar bills
park the trunk on the
there they go, bills

Riding the city, plastic cup of Henny
find a n-gga like me, truth to be told, I dont many
I say shout my Lauren, thats 62 with curtains
cant see shit, I dont know where the Im at for certain
when it boils down, Im a T.O n-gga
but bitches tell me that I look just a creole n-gga
New Orleans its love, everytime Im in town
out my n-gga Tez, thats my brother my round
spending money, I call it maana
off the rack just aint my style, I call it
one of my women ever, I call her Rihanna
but thats cause her is Rihanna!
Im in the condo just posting Miami kill
I might just to the arena and watch it for real
Ashes to ashes, me, and Khaled
smoking bull riders, shit moving as a ballad
on your ass, itd be nice if you show me
Im buying bitches furs, Tyson, Naomi
Ive got the right to do it, its right to do it
love me some head, and I love a woman that to do it
still love my team, aint no option
not for made n-ggas and Im stopping
Im Damon Wayans, just know that homie dont that
you we running my n-gga, Young 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 big things
street n-ggas, you hear I said
I got some bad news, back in the feds
facing twenty, he just did a
been out a year, look like he ride
genocide, these people time
throw you in a hole, you must be
soon as you see success, haters
miami gardens drive, a million nothing less
raised the bar, I set the
my yayo Mc Hammer, bitch just keep on dancing
Jackson, let it moonwalk
set it on the napkin, let it off