[Intro: Rick Ross]
M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music
Three passports, three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I live by the code, wardrobe from 'round the globe
All I need is a kilo, an apron, show me the stove
General Electric perfected, cooking them O’s
No more peanut butter sandwiches, now we looking at loaves
Hoes, I need a condom for my toast
Busting in these niggas, standing flat-footed, I’m on my toes
Froze, pandemonium overdose
Paparazzi in the trees, please, curtains closed
Armadillo cigars, killers who like to play golf
Heroin transactions with Russian shots of the Smirnoff
Playing for keeps, I bust in 'em before she get off (Huh)
I run the city, just pull up and drop the kid off
Hah, welcome to organized crime
Money got me excited, I’m cumming four or five times
The .45 for you niggas with nine lives
Penthouse on Collins, money long as Ocean Drive
Black Chevy Tahoes, Haitians up out the potholes
My place spacious, smoking aces in Lagos
Feds get involved, I'm slipping off into Senegal
Issue your warrant, informant and bitch I've been a boss
Counting money stacks, yours is counterfeited
I made my money back when your accountant didn’t
Went against the odds, there's only one Rozay
(M-M-M-Maybach Music) My nigga okay
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