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

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

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

Riding round the city, plastic cup of
find a n-gga like me, to be told, I dont know many
I say shout my driver Lauren, 62 with curtains
cant see shit, I dont know where the f-ck Im at for
it boils down, Im just a T.O n-gga
but tell me that I look just like a creole n-gga
New Orleans its love, everytime Im in town
shout out my Tez, thats my brother my round
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 cause her name is Rihanna!
Im in the condo just watching Miami kill
I just walk to the arena and watch it for real
Ashes to ashes, me, Rozay and
smoking bull riders, shit moving as a ballad
tattoo on your ass, itd be nice if you me
Im buying bitches furs, Tyson, Naomi
Ive got the right to do it, its only to do it
me some head, and I love a woman that likes to do it
still love my team, aint no other
not for n-ggas and Im never stopping
Im Damon Wayans, just know that homie dont that
you know we my n-gga, Young money, Maybach

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