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[Rick
Two door coupe
I call it Perry
Wiz Khalifa
my favourite berrys
S65 I it Rihanna
It got a red top but its like Madonna
Made man, you what I said
having a slumber all my bitches counting bread
made man, also known as Chulo
and Im straight up in the culo
my always on frio, call me chilly chill
super and super head, and I really will
Californication, Motivation in my
got on my blue Dickie, shout out my Roccett
still smoking sickie, it no other option
not for made n-ggas and Im never
I the bar, I set the standards
my yayo, Usher Raymond, that b-tch just 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 digits a n-gga live

man, you hear what I said
I got a squares
if you scared, the feds
made men, Im dollar bills
park the trunk on the
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 my driver Lauren, thats 62 with curtains
see shit, I dont know where the f-ck Im at for certain
when it boils down, Im a T.O n-gga
but bitches tell me that I look just a creole n-gga
New know its love, everytime Im in town
out my n-gga Tez, thats my brother my round
spending tomorrows money, I it maana
off the rack just my style, I call it designer
one of my women ever, I call her Rihanna
but thats her name is Rihanna!
Im in the condo just posting watching kill
I might just walk to the arena and it for real
Ashes to ashes, me, and Khaled
smoking bull riders, shit moving slow as a
tattoo on ass, itd be nice if you show me
Im buying furs, Mike Tyson, Naomi
Ive got the right to do it, its only to do it
love me some head, and I love a woman that to do it
still love my team, aint no option
not for made n-ggas and Im stopping
Im Damon Wayans, just know homie dont play that
you know we 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
facing twenty, he did a dime
been out a year, look like he ride
genocide, these people time
throw you in a hole, you must be
as you see success, haters reinvest
miami gardens drive, a million nothing less
the bar, I set the standards
my yayo Mc Hammer, that bitch just on dancing
Jackson, let it moonwalk
set it on the napkin, let it off