Hella Smoke Rick Ross (Ft. Wiz Khalifa)

[Intro: Rick Ross]
As I swim up the Nile River, shawty so wet
Ahh
24 karat, uh
I really feel I was put here to do something special
So let me paint this picture, yo (Maybach Music)

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Cop pulling me over, praying, there's hella smoke (Damn)
Looking at my set of rims, assume I'm selling dope
Berry Gordy at forty, it's time to share my notes
Opus, in and out of traps like a set of loafers (Boss)
I tell you, big homie, if you threw me the most
Truly the GOAT 'cause I float like Julio Jones
Student of poems, hungry, the food in my palms
Weed in my lungs, lemon pеpper, then move it along (Huh)
I just wanna turn your vеry life around (Shout it)
Living lavish, have you married in the Eiffel Tower (Let's get it)
Time to touch you slow and beef up your allowance (Ahh)
Rather die a king than live a fucking coward (Boss)
Born into beans, now position of power (Huh)
Move you out the flats, now up in the mountains
For every couple tats, I got an accountant
Restaurant, racecars, bullet, bus and a bouncer

[Interlude: Rick Ross]
What you doing, fat boy?