Rick Ross - This me

Tekst :

Wet bars on the boat
Wet broad money low
Real like scott storch off from the coke
Maybachs were a dream, now it s all real
It s hard to get sleep laying next to 5 mil
Still get the chills I call em the goosebumps
Ya alex had a vision I m building like two trumps
Step in goosebumps I m the main event
Got a pocket full of game bring the main intent
Six bitches phone numbers on the same napkin
Now that s what the f**k I call a chain reaction
You see it, these niggas living off the pad
Ya I ran 100 miles but I did it all with class
Hands all glass, wrists all glass
Real on heron how long will the crystal last
Champaing to poar celebrate the cause
Hover above the law at the mercy of the lawyers

What s worst a testimony from your homy
Tables turn quick I told you not to f**k with tony
You started with the dishes then it went to digits
I had to cross friendships it s rules to the business
All the time with a siter like gina
Beauty salon dream got the keys in the beemer
On the way to cheetas pointin an army
Land my spaceship with the spoilers on it
Seen the ufos, fbi, atf let em know how a nigga ride
44 with 45s and 64s
Half a pill two dimes six folks
I need a slice of the pie
456 as I throw the dice in the sky
Head crack nigga, bread stacks nigga
Convertible purp ya I let my hat back nigga

Lamborghinis and mazerattis for mediocrhes
When the lease over back to the streets soldier
Call cold shoulder mike make me bring the heats over
When the beefs over mike see the peach rovas
We the eats while we trying to reach each quota
No soda rolls rolla one owner
Broad yayo eighty grand one corner
Luis vuitton right size don t want em
They trippin I m trippin in tiffany stones
Get a mop peter prop I m living it homes
Cheufer I blow purp and no skirts
4 chains will put you down with more work

Inne utwory

  • Boss
  • Shot to the heart
  • For da low
  • Push it
  • Striptease
  • Prayer
  • Fuck with your shoes on
  • Cry
  • I got it
  • Where my money
  • Get away
  • Blow
  • Pots and pans
  • Money make me cum
  • Holla at me
  • Losowe utwory

    Casse

    Je ne t ai pas vu partir
    Ni entendu la porte claquer
    C est un peu facile à dire
    Après quelques années

    Je ne t ai pas vu partir
    Ton manteau est resté dans l entrée
    Depuis que je t ai vu sourire
    En me rendant les clefs,

    Qu après m avoir dit en face
    Les quatre ou cinq...

    Liar

    Betty s got the back
    of her dress all ripped out
    Mama s got her face
    muffled twist and shout
    You re a liar
    Liar, liar, you
    got your pants on fire
    You profit from the lie
    You prophet from the lie
    You profit from the rape
    Lie baby
    Eat meat, hate blacks, beat your fuckin wife
    It s all connected
    Deny, you...

    To mnie napędza

    Ej, ej

    Witaj w miejscu gdzie życie w szczęściu to przywilej
    Musisz się zatrzymać i pomyśleć choć przez chwilę
    co mnie napędza i daje mi siłę
    to co mnie napędza sprawia, że żyję
    Miłość do rapu już od paru dobrych wiosen (wiesz?)
    Piszę nowy tekst, bo napędza mnie bit z moim głosem
    kocham wbić się do studia,...

    Live in a hole

    Full of grief I scream at the wind
    Thought I heard the words of others
    Imprison myself
    And stay in a shell
    I won t let you in to have a story to tell
    Things tend to drag me down
    Don t understand so...

    Something to believe

    Popped up this morning just a little off center
    God fearing world, I m so afraid to enter
    Haven t decided what to do
    Looking back, looking over my shoulder
    Still agnostic, every day it gets older
    Haven t decided what to do
    Holy...