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[Rick
Two door Bugatti
I call it Katy
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 slumber all my bitches counting bread
made man, also known as Papi
and Im running straight up in the
my wrist always on frio, me chilly chill
super head and super head, and I will
Californication, Motivation in my
got on my blue Dickie, shout out my n-gga
still smoking sickie, it aint no other
not for made n-ggas and Im stopping
I the bar, I set the standards
my yayo, Usher Raymond, that b-tch keep on dancing

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

man, you hear what I said
I got a squares
if you scared, the feds
made men, Im screaming dollar
the trunk on the Porsche
there go, Dollar bills

Riding the city, plastic cup of Henny
a n-gga like me, truth to be told, I dont know many
I say shout my driver Lauren, thats 62 with
cant see shit, I know where the f-ck Im at for certain
when it boils down, Im just a T.O
but bitches tell me that I look just like a creole
New Orleans its love, everytime Im in town
out my n-gga Tez, thats my brother my round
spending tomorrows money, I call it
off the rack just aint my style, I call it
one of my baddest women ever, I call her
but cause 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 riders, shit moving slow 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 that likes to do it
still my team, aint no other option
not for made and Im never stopping
Im Damon Wayans, just know that dont play that
you know we my n-gga, Young money, Maybach

[Rick - Verse 3]
Black panorama, I it T-Pain
I got my autotune, bitch 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, Jabar back in the
twenty, he just did a dime
been out a year, look he finna ride
genocide, people killing time
throw you in a hole, you must be
soon as you see success, reinvest
miami gardens drive, half a million nothing
the bar, I set the standards
my yayo Mc Hammer, that bitch just keep on
Jackson, let it moonwalk
set it on the napkin, let it off