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- Rick Ross Movin' Bass 歌詞
- Rick Ross
- Ross is a real boss
Cause real bosses dont go to jail you feel what Im saying
So yeah thats what I want yall to know you know what I mean
As far as like his thinking patterns you know what I mean
You know I admire yall
The way yall think you know what Im saying
And I also admire that I was apart of that foundation from day one
You know Yall was the good homies
Yall took the baton and ran with it
The thing is that I was working towards was
The empire is what I was working towards
And yall took the baton and ran with it so its nothing but love man
Anything yall need me to do from behind these walls Imma do it
You know what Im saying without no question
The pop wars temp rises a hot boy
Its the fat boy skinny ties dont empty mine nigga
Tall ceilings chandeliers Im authentic
Gettin long money short winded lets go and get it nigga
Bang bang bitch niggas caught drinkin chase
Roll that double M get shot and your finger waves
Twenty chickens watchin and I still be movin that base
Gave a job to the children you scared to raise
Chain swangin name rangin
Shots fired same nigga
We movin weight Im at a different pace
Im out in Ha?ti with my lady screamin nap boule
Im hard to kill Dade County Versace Neil
Fourteen for that tattoo worth that dollar bill
Only one man got the combination to the safe
Grammy nominated once but Im still moving base
Plaques on a nigga wall
And we movin bass
Got them records jumpin off the store uhh
And we movin bass
Copper tried to knock us off
And we movin bass
Haters throwin shots through a niggas door
And we still movin bass
Yeah
Fallin from the sky the money bad the bigger
Angels tatted all on me pray for a Lord and sinner
Rolls Royce Corniche sweepin me off my feet
New bitches they by the fleet and we do em all by the week
Taz Angels just wanna chill jewelers just wanna meet
Weed man expensive three trips a week
Misses just wanna freak feds stay up the street
Know they tailin us close so we leak what we wanna leak
New mob suit sharp my suit Farrahkhan
In the house of the lord my niggas bearin arms
His eyes wide nose runny got what he fiendin for
Im movin base we outta state you know my speakers low
Put the pistol to your mouth now show me to the safe
Grammy nominated once but Im still movin bass
Plaques on a nigga wall
We still movin bass
Got them records jumpin off the store uh
And we still movin bass
Copper tried to knock us off
And we still movin bass
Haters throwin shots through a niggas door
And we still movin bass
You see the plaques on the wall but the yayo still in the spot
See my cousin off to college Isee that it costs a lot
Tallons fillin the jammy Miami still in my heart
Niggas playin the corner guess their playin their part
Early coppin the coupes ladies stay on our feet
Your brother went to duplex smell the dope from across the street
Hoodies come in all flavors all black if you think you sweet
Arabs sellin grenades by the box youll get it cheap
Schoolin the little niggas kilos all in the campus
A passport is necessary visa with all the rubbers
I beef with all the red cappers head to the shop for some tobacco
Blocka blocka blocka blocka blocka
BR 80 just a plus dont mention the dust
R O C double M kill anything we touch
Plaques on a nigga wall
We still movin bass
Got them records jumpin off the store uhh
And we still movin bass
Copper tried to knock us off
And we still movin bass
Haters throwin shots through a niggas door
And we still movin bass
Yeah
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