[Intro: Mario Winans & Rick Ross]
Uh, Uh
Yeah, it's fly
It's Rick Ross
It's that L.A. Reid flow right here
Mario Winans
Holla, hold up
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Sometimes I rhyme slow
Sometimes I rhyme quick
Sometimes I buy blow
So I supply bricks (Ross)
Motherfuckers lookin' at me sideways
But can they tell I'm gettin' money five ways
Lot of leather, wood and the seats vibrate
Chattin' with a bitch like your boy on MySpace
But she right here in my face
Take her to a fly place, with a fly fireplace
No marshmallows, we let the dro burn
I done seen the world, girl it's your turn
I told you lies all my life
But you hold me down, wrong or right
So it's only right she get that Porsche truck
All black black rims, call her Porscha
Let your weave blow in the wind
'Cause believe ever D-boy need a friend
Uh, Uh
Yeah, it's fly
It's Rick Ross
It's that L.A. Reid flow right here
Mario Winans
Holla, hold up
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Sometimes I rhyme slow
Sometimes I rhyme quick
Sometimes I buy blow
So I supply bricks (Ross)
Motherfuckers lookin' at me sideways
But can they tell I'm gettin' money five ways
Lot of leather, wood and the seats vibrate
Chattin' with a bitch like your boy on MySpace
But she right here in my face
Take her to a fly place, with a fly fireplace
No marshmallows, we let the dro burn
I done seen the world, girl it's your turn
I told you lies all my life
But you hold me down, wrong or right
So it's only right she get that Porsche truck
All black black rims, call her Porscha
Let your weave blow in the wind
'Cause believe ever D-boy need a friend
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