Supreme Rick Ross (Ft. Keith Sweat)

[Produced by Scott Storch]

[Intro: Katt Williams & Rick Ross]
I just left the new United States embassy
Somewhere in Georgia it's 109 rooms
I saw 30 bitches and 30 rooms and I was on the wrong side of the house
Oh
Anytime me and Scott Scorch get together you gotta call us the Illuminati
Whenever you see the G it represents God and geometry
That's what the stencil's for
I'ma take you deeper though
Nah, I'm just fuckin' with you
Aye, Scott, I'm just fuckin' with you, baby
Yo

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Speedin' in the Ghost on the phone with jewelers
My new bitch out of D.C., call me Ricky the Ruler
Gotta gather my concentration while countin' my stacks
I got eight car notes and just lost me a pack
On the beach, I'm up and down, women jockin' my ride
300 horses in this bitch, need a jockey inside
False floors for firearms is how you should ride
Tried to murder me while in mine so that's how I survived
My new deal with Def Jam just set me for life
Warner to Chappell to BMI, I'm just rollin' the dice
Big numbers, I'm John Wall, I'm ballin' tonight
Just jokin', my sense of humor is like one of a kind
Got them gangstas who on my line that'll blow out your mind
Got them gangstas who on my line that'll blow out your mind
Got them gangstas who on my line that'll blow out your mind
Got them gangstas who on my line that'll blow out your mind