Rick Ross Rich Off Cocaine

Đóng góp: This is mafia music...
And a maybach that is
Had to take it Deeper Than Rap baby...
Bossssss!

[Avery Storm]
Let's fly through the coop
I lose the roof
Ain't nothin but the wind in my hair
I'm not bullet proof, I'm full of proof
That you can make it here
All that livin' fast
It ain't got to last
Now I can slow it down
Because I'm sittin' on top of the world and I'm not comin' down

[Rick Ross]
? got it smellin like it's butterscotch
Every bird boss take it to another notch
Bitch I'm busy baby go and suck anotha cock
Fuck a hater make me throw away another glock
Money in the mansion, yayo in another spot
Guns in the attic, mama help me put 'em up
She'll put'em down, tell you quick to hit'em up
Load a hundred round, bring it back, she'll fill it up
Like the time when the niggas pay this counterfit
He count chips but that trick mayor got'em flip
We ain't playin man slang for them dollar bills
Quarter million for the chain help the collar chill

[Avery Storm]
Miami nights,
I'm livin the life
Cause I'm rich off cocaine
Cause I'm rich off cocaine
Let's fly through the coop
I lose the roof
Ain't nothin but the wind in my hair
I'm not bullet proof, I'm full of proof
That you can make it here
All that livin' fast
It ain't got to last
Now I can slow it down
Because I'm sittin' on top of the world and I'm not comin' down

[Rick Ross]
How you seen a kilo started at an eight ball
First 48 the Homicide aint solved
Comin from your hoes, fucking for your paint job
Catch you casin daddy let you know you king kong
Cop a 20 keys gotta be finna keep
I got a tenesse to send 'em up to Tenesee
Black Infinity the kind to ride on Venice Beach
I watch you slow Apollo while I'm chillin sippin tea
Lemons and honey,