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[Rick
Two Bugatti coupe
I it Katy Perry
Wiz Khalifa
my favourite berrys
S65 I it Rihanna
It got a red top but its like Madonna
Made man, you hear I said
having a slumber party all my bitches counting
made man, also known as Chulo
and Im running straight up in the
my wrist always on frio, call me chill
super and super head, and I really will
Californication, Motivation in my
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 keep on dancing

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

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

Riding round the city, plastic cup of
a n-gga like me, truth to be told, I dont know many
I say shout my Lauren, thats 62 with curtains
cant see shit, I dont 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 a creole n-gga
New Orleans know its love, everytime Im in
shout out my n-gga Tez, thats my my round
spending tomorrows money, I call it
off the rack just my style, I call it designer
one of my baddest women ever, I her Rihanna
but thats her name is Rihanna!
Im in the condo posting watching Miami kill
I might just walk to the and watch it for real
Ashes to ashes, me, and Khaled
smoking bull riders, shit moving slow as a
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 likes to do it
still my team, aint no other option
not for made n-ggas and Im never
Im Damon Wayans, just know that homie play that
you we running my n-gga, Young money, Maybach

[Rick Ross - 3]
Black panorama, I call it
I got my autotune, bitch insane
got my too, I call it Ving Rhames
you a baby boy, we doing big things
street n-ggas, you hear I said
I got some bad news, Jabar in the feds
twenty, he just did a dime
been out a year, look he finna ride
genocide, these people killing
throw you in a hole, you be penalised
as you see success, haters reinvest
miami drive, half a million nothing less
the bar, I set the standards
my yayo Mc Hammer, that bitch just keep on
Michael Jackson, let it
set it on the napkin, let it off