Stack On My Belt Rick Ross (Ft. Birdman, Wale & Whole Slab)

[Intro: Takbar]
Self Made niggas man, you already know
I remember we use to watch the coke drop
Now a nigga crib got a boat dock
MMG Navy nigga, high tide sellers
D.C. Air Force, G5s are better
You already know nigga
All gold sky-dwellers, fly nigga shit
Belaire sippin', Ciroc pissin', foreign car dippin'
Young black millionaires nigga, we build the empires

[Chorus: Rick Ross]
I spend a stack on my belt, I swear you niggas are watching
I gave a stack to my bitch, she the shit out the project
Spend a stack on my belt, that's for you bitches who stalking
A half a mil' on the car, that's for you niggas who talking
Spend a stack on my belt, as if you think I was flogging
Spend a stack on my belt, and you could still see my boxers
Spend a stack on my belt, that's how I blew your deposits
Stack on the belt, double M, this shit popping

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Spend a stack on my belt, got bitches asking my name
Spend a stack on the belt, she like fuck how we came
Double R in the front, young niggas stay in your lane
Spend a stack on my belt, don't even ask 'bout the chain
Spend a stack on the belt, cause I knew she a wife
Spend a stack on the belt, cause my foolies on time
Spend a stack on the belt, I got your bitch on my mind
Huh, the world is mine (M-M-M-Maybach Music)