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[Rick
Two door coupe
I it Katy Perry
Wiz Khalifa
smoking my berrys
S65 I call it
It got a red top but its white Madonna
Made man, you hear I said
a slumber party all my bitches counting bread
made man, known as Papi Chulo
and Im running up in the culo
my wrist always on frio, call me chill
head and super head, and I really will
Californication, in my pocket
got on my blue Dickie, shout out my n-gga
still sickie, it aint no other option
not for made n-ggas and Im stopping
I raised the bar, I set the
my yayo, Usher Raymond, that just keep on dancing

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

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

Riding round the city, cup of Henny
find a n-gga like me, truth to be told, I know many
I say shout my driver Lauren, thats 62 curtains
cant see shit, I dont know the f-ck Im at for certain
when it down, Im just a T.O n-gga
but bitches tell me I look just like a creole n-gga
New know its love, everytime Im in town
shout out my n-gga Tez, thats my brother my
spending tomorrows money, I call it
off the rack just aint my style, I it designer
one of my baddest ever, I call her Rihanna
but thats cause her is Rihanna!
Im in the condo posting watching Miami kill
I might walk to the arena and watch it for real
to ashes, me, Rozay and Khaled
smoking bull riders, shit moving slow as a
tattoo on ass, itd be nice if you show me
Im bitches furs, Mike Tyson, Naomi
Ive got the right to do it, its right to do it
love me some head, and I a woman that likes to do it
still love my team, aint no option
not for n-ggas and Im never stopping
Im Wayans, just know that homie dont play that
you know we running my n-gga, money, Maybach

[Rick Ross - 3]
panorama, I call it T-Pain
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 I said
I got some bad news, Jabar back in the
facing twenty, he just did a
been out a year, look like he finna
genocide, these people killing
you in a hole, you must be penalised
soon as you see success, haters
miami gardens drive, half a million nothing
raised the bar, I set the
my yayo Mc Hammer, that bitch just keep on
Michael Jackson, let it
set it on the napkin, let it off