Another Round (Remix) Rick Ross (Ft. Stalley & Wale)

[Intro: Rick Ross]
She self made, I'm self made
We're made for each other

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
They calling me the hottest in the game
Never the gold, I wanted gold plated chains
Have sex on a highway in the Lexus
Suck her neck before I eat her like she's breakfast
Never mind the rumors baby this is me and you
Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes
With foreign names, valet the Range
Different positions, but she still moaning the same
Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check
Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet
Roses by the dozen, everyday I'm hustling
Blowing money fast looking like I'm saving nothing
Let's take another trip, different continents we touching
Niggas getting flipped, I get them done for nothing
Shout out to Joe and Chris, It's A.P on my wrist
I'm still seeing bricks like it's still '86
Over 20 homes, but I need a chick
And she got the bomb, I'm talking tick tick
She got the bomb, I'm talking tick tick
And if you feel I'm wrong, baby you should tell me this
You can't tell me shit