[Intro: Rick Ross]
We’ll never stop, nigga
Never…
I’m hittin’ that hundred-mil mark on these niggas
In the next two years, nigga
Yeah, nigga…
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I say, I’m ridin’ on Forges – call them my skaters
You know them bodies is sticky, you can’t get caught up in capers
Niggas get tricky, you can’t be askin’ for favors
2-2-3 go to lickin’, and make your bitch go into labor
Niggas hate when you winnin’, you wanna kill ‘em, I feel ya
Took the top off the car, bitch, I know my face look familiar
Fuckin’ with my lil’ gangters, we makin’ a killin’
When you count your first million you never forget the feelin’
That when my eyes go to twitchin’, palms start to itchin’
Niggas be snitchin’, that’s when my dogs start trippin’
Badda dat da, dadda dat dat dat
Black Belaire bottle bitch, you know my pockets fat
Oil money gang, Double-M on my chain
I just redid the deal, another 20 and change
I step where I please, broke nigga freeze
Cartier bracelet, them Swisher Sweets in my jeans
I’m a G
We’ll never stop, nigga
Never…
I’m hittin’ that hundred-mil mark on these niggas
In the next two years, nigga
Yeah, nigga…
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I say, I’m ridin’ on Forges – call them my skaters
You know them bodies is sticky, you can’t get caught up in capers
Niggas get tricky, you can’t be askin’ for favors
2-2-3 go to lickin’, and make your bitch go into labor
Niggas hate when you winnin’, you wanna kill ‘em, I feel ya
Took the top off the car, bitch, I know my face look familiar
Fuckin’ with my lil’ gangters, we makin’ a killin’
When you count your first million you never forget the feelin’
That when my eyes go to twitchin’, palms start to itchin’
Niggas be snitchin’, that’s when my dogs start trippin’
Badda dat da, dadda dat dat dat
Black Belaire bottle bitch, you know my pockets fat
Oil money gang, Double-M on my chain
I just redid the deal, another 20 and change
I step where I please, broke nigga freeze
Cartier bracelet, them Swisher Sweets in my jeans
I’m a G
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