- Rick Ross In Vein 歌詞
- Rick Ross
- (I dont got a single sober vein in my body)
(I dont got a single sober vein in my body)
Dont apologize,I quite enjoy messy
I see that bottle after bottle got you goincrazy
And doinshows after shows got me so lazy
So ride it out for me,and take it off for me
Its a good vibe,good vibe,good vibe
Dont you ever threaten * ***** with a good time
She wanna buy a dream,I said I dont sell it
But she can rent it for a night,I dont mind,open wide
Cause all this fame I earned it,I might as well use it
Private elevator goinstraight to my unit
All my ****** round me gettinkickback *****
All my killas round me all be hiding in Stussy
Cant no body stop me,used to be homeless
Now that penthouse at the Ritz where my home is
Tour bus like National Geographic
B*****s runninwild gettinfaded in the bathroom
It makes me smile
It makes me smile
Cause I got it
It makes me smile
It makes me smile
Cause I got it
All the pain,sweat and tears,just to get a piece
But now we got it
Man look at the kid now
Cant nobody stop me
I dont got a single sober vein in my body
*** * it like a thug *****,young *****
New Ferrari,old money,I just afraid the Lord with us
Condo blow money,like its all **** money
Come short wet ******,like a speed boat coming,oh Lord
Momoney,momoney,these rich young ******
Aint never know money
Bel-Air running down the rollie on her arm
Pinky ring,six hundred,what you know about it?
Im the champ,baby,real deal Holyfield
Got the b*****s want it dirty,went and bought the crib
25 mill,Im doing 25 to life
100 acres keep my shooters all through the night
Every chandelier rented *****,one mill
20 chandeliers,******** ** who real?
I just wanna show her what I live like
Wearina white Birkin on a winter night
**** a Birkin now she in the Bentley
Thats when she went and tatted double M-G
Now I ballindeep,deeper than the rap
She give me brain,she a mastermind to be exact
She a mastermind to be exact
I give her game and she give it back
Sip syrup so I **** slow,sip more I wanna **** mo
Gotta grind till you eyes close
Stay strapped till the trap close
They scream Maybach on the cell blocks
All my dogs are used to cell blocks
They say the ****** in the jail talk
How your homies commissary fell off
What make it wrose he got an elbow
25 to life,dead wrong on the cell phone
It makes me smile
It makes me smile
Cause I got it
It makes me smile
It makes me smile
Cause I got it
All the pain,sweat and tears,just to get a piece
But now we got it
Man look at the kid now
Cant nobody stop me
I dont got a single sober vein in my body
Written by:
Abel Tesfaye,Jason Quennevile,William Roberts
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