Color Money Rick Ross

[Intro]
Aye, call lil homie to the stage
The one got that color money
Trappin' for the color money
Make it happen for the color money
305, nigga
You know what it is

[Verse 1]
If you wanna get a block, then you should see the man
Diamonds all through the watch and you should see the band
Bottles in the club got me screaming, "Color money"
Got her selling pussy for the love of the money
Indictments coming and I really think they coming for me
In the box Chevy, pussy nigga gunning for me
Catch a flight to Paris, time to get some other money
You still alive 'cause you niggas still running from me
Get it down even if a nigga momma know me
Put it down quarter key in every category
If you real, all we kill for is color money
Fuck where you from, 'cause all we deal with is color money
I got a duffle bag that I wanna shop with
Or get another double R to cut the top with
Or hit the booty club and go and get some pussy wit
I might buy a bitch a Benz if I'm pussy whipped