- Rick Ross Maybach Music VI 歌詞
- Rick Ross
- J.U.S.T.I.C.E League
Oh, glidin through the city to my place (My place)
It feels like were floatin up in outer space
(And you can still) Oh, you can find me in my Maybach
Listening to **** from way back (Maybach Music)
Oh, ah, Maybach Music
(Maybach Music)
Flows mind-blowing, these *****s switching the topic
All drick-riders, your label labeled erotic
You got a couple dollars, but really its barely modest
Couldnt sign me if you *****s was payin homage
Playin both side, convicted you with verdict
Play a lil rider, come hit you up for the murder
Chains all hollow, I peeped soon as I heard it
These *****s be talkin shooter, but quick to send they attorney
Is it really real, like Cand Lady allure?
Money overboard, the kilos washin ashore
Pains on the boy, Versace down to the drawers
Currency come in Crypto, you know they tapin our calls
Chariots and lofts, *****s legs crossed
Talkin long money, but they conversations short
New accolades with women for me to toss
They call it 'the road to riches' , regardless, I had to walk
Now its too many cars, they say I live in a bubble
But I make it the point, we poppin all through the Summer
Got the pilots and gunners, receivers, passers and punters
My pockets playin for keeps, Gs get more than whats common
I made a few mistakes, I pray I get to repent
The passion came from the pain, Im paitin you all my sins
Warhol, Art Basel how its sosoft
More raw till Hov cut the fro off
Glidin through the city to my place (My place)
It feels like were floatin up in outer space
(And you can still) Oh, you can find me in my Maybach
Listening to **** from way back (Maybach Music)
Oh, ah, Maybach Music
Lets go for a ride, to where your heart desire
I put your heart in drive, Ill let you borrow mine
My feet on top the clouds, I walk a thousand miles
She got them soft ***** lips, call it cotton mouth
And Im on auto pilot, got a larger closet
Im at target practice, you at Target shoppin
Second hand smoke got her vision fallin cloudy
Her eyes get so watery, them ******* started drownin
On the ride of a lifetime
Watch out for the rats, mice, cons and the pythons
So Triple H, my God, Im so sky high
Comin down from the night sky, like a lightening rod
Shine like some ice, nice fives like a kite flyin
No strings attached, we replace it with a lifeline
Out of body feelin, out our clothes and our right mind
Baby, ride me like a bumpy road to the high rise, yeah, yeah
Glidin through the city to my place (My place)
It feels like were floatin up in outer space
(And you can still) You can find me in my Maybach
Listening to **** from way back (Maybach Music)
Oh, ah, Maybach Music
Glidin through the city to my place (My place)
It feels like were floatin up in outer space
(And you can still) Oh, Maybach Music
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