niggas wanna be low When I'm on the east I play ceelo One track mind serial hustler Cash flow I'll dust ya Quick to break a buster ya snitch bitch
a grip get a glass pour the X. O. in I did want one these niggas to say that I'm not the same Pick a road cause where you drivin is not a lane And rest
dead cause I be the life line And I don't buy the bar cuz it don't sell white wine Gon' let that light shine ballin' for a life time Smoking on a nice
t get a crum nigga (crum nigga) Fuck too fast, to quick to cum nigga Now you wanna talk like you big shit Like you found a better bitch, wit a ass this
a dream And I know all the things to do... So baby we can make a film, watch it over & over again And I will play the lead to you... Chorus We'll make
it shower Top floor, big timer doin' big things Over city views bought shawty new Range Flip another 100, poppin' throwin' hundreds In a new Bently, uptown stunna! [Chorus
or heaven I'm a rida Say I'm a rida I'm a rida Say I'm rida I'm a rida Say I'm a rida I'm a rida Say I'm a rida [VERSE 1] They putting pressure on me
Chorus] [Verse 2: Rick Ross] World got no money call me David Copperfield A bitch'll disappear or the bitch will disappear We control the corners, that's usual politics Push a
imma stab me a nigga think im playin wit ya muhfuckin ass last nigga got stuck think the next one getta pass getcha issue in a flash imma goon and a half
chorus) Uh I'm tryina bring it home Even if I gotta do it on my own I'm a mufuckin Killa Killa Killa Killa Uh And I'm the one to blame Now that I'm
a dummy threw my jeans in the closet (closet) When I know you're the only one that wash it(wash it) So you found a piece of paper saying Tasha (Tasha
where he was at but where he need something back nigga fade to black talking shit behind his back you a hater for that i don't expect nothing less in a
money And if you gassed up, I leave the car running I'm a big smoker, I'm a little drinker The peace sign is just a trigger and the middle finger What
about a hot beat, a hot beat It's about a hot beat, a hot beat A hot hot hot beat And a catchy hook A hot hot hot beat And a catchy hook Nobody gives
be let go, released into the wind, again again and deuces I must throw ya peace [Kanye West] You know what, yo? you a bitch! you should have a travel agent cuz you a
n-ggas for dead, let em have a bleed off 44 to the head, will tear a n-gga meat off won't show any emotions when he let the heat off [Chorus] [50 Cent
man, don?t hate, we back, [chorus] Im a champion, so amazing undefeated, who can see him, who can beat him, nobody, you see the champion, im a legend
long till they could see the lights And I'm on one, I got one You a pussy nigga, I'm not one So call it a night, call it a night And I run this, and