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[Rick
You I stick to the script
Twenty-million dollar nigga, but I do it like

(M-M-M-Maybach Music, Music)

[Rick Ross -
My high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback cap (Wuh!)
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap
The Rolls-Royce, all white
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' the Spikes

My Jordans high-top, snapback cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce, it's all white (How can I not talk I got to)
Foamposites (Wale!), the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' the Spikes

[Wale - 1]
Yeah, uh
mics, bitch, I'm on my car show
My chick black and white, she ain't no dime, that bitch a
11 know I'm this, shoot and I don't ever miss
The coupe I'm in is rented, I ain't wit' all that commitment
is proper, couple Gs when I'm shoppin'
My girls and my SBs, got a thing for boxes
out Frankie the Butcher, shout out Mishka in Brooklyn
That's some from 10.deep ATL, I'm wit' the cooker
I e'en tryin', fool, ho, I ball like private school
You bammas like Hyperstrikes, wifey sleep outside of you
And my niggas, you know just we just need more shit and
It's ironic how I drop some dough when I got Homer Simpsons, look
Pine-green Foams, they may see the store
Got LeBron Entourages like and Richie Paul
Bitch, I ball, ho, you lame, at my Laneys, switchin' lanes
Look at my 9s, look at my Blazers, at my 4s, cut wit' laser
Look at my whore, that is your lady, look at my flo', y'all crazy
Makin' y'all sick, y'all cannot tame me, drive me, Maybach pay me

[Rick - Chorus]
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
My high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!)
The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), it's all (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm wit' the Spikes
Meek

Mill]
Yo
I said I'm out in my Cool Greys, no LL, but these cool Js
And my wrist froze, but I'm cool sha', like a head, I'm too paid
I'm too blazed, and I'm too high, George Kush, the crew high
Wrong move and that fly, better Kon that ass like Wu-sai
MMG, MOB, young nigga, I been OG
Walk wit' like 10 on me, that 5-7, that fen' on me
Don't grin on me them long stares, you ain't God unless no fear
Big money, all the hoes, HD, I came so
We jeweled out and we up, Phantom big when it back up
Big Boy, look a Mack truck, shooters ride wit' that Mac tucked
I'm a Bad Boy, bitch, ask Puff, Simpson-Rodgers, my cup
On this shit, I can't stand up, Ks as I man up
Rozay, Wale, Gunplay, and that nigga Pill
In Brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whippet
One week and we get the deal, one day and I fucked the
My Levis, they 501, my snapback is hella

My Jordans high-top, snapback cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
The (Huh!), it's all white (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' the Spikes

[J.
Fresh-ass nigga, no wonder why them be open
That's that nigga, so what'd I say? okey-dokin'
How you figga? You fuckin' wit' me? I he jokin'
I'm witcha girl, you alone, bitch you Macauley Culkin
I'm oviedosin', ay, homie, smokin'
Then put my on you niggas, bet you gon' need lotion
I'm slowly roastin', up, so you know we toastin'
Fuck hoes wit' no emotion, fade like Kobe postin'
Out in Sweden, like ain't shit that you can't us
Lord, forgive me, as a kid, I used to look at niggas
'Cause uh, they had Js, and my mama wouldn't cop 'em
Can you blame her? Hundred dollars for them bitches wann't a
Now we livin' much better, nigga, pay
Rock them once then forgot about 'em forever
My kicks like my chick, I need to know the numbers
You just need to know I'm comin', I'll kill you this summer

My high-top, snapback fitted cap
My high-top, snapback fitted cap
The Rolls-Royce, it's all
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the

My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
My Jordans high-top, fitted cap (Woo!)
The (Huh!), it's all white (Huh!)
Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' the Spikes

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