Movin’ Bass Rick Ross (Ft. JAY-Z)
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[Intro]
Ross is a real boss
Cause real bosses don't go to jail, you feel what I'm sayin'?
So yeah that's what I want y'all to know, you know what I mean?
As far as like his thinkin' patterns you know what I mean?
You know I admire y'all
The way y'all think, you know what I'm sayin'?
And I also admire that I was apart of that foundation from day one
You know? Y'all was the good homies
Y'all took the baton and ran with it
The thing is that I was workin' towards was
The empire is what I was workin' towards
And y'all took the baton and ran with it so it's nothin' but love man
Anythin' y'all need me to do from behind these walls, I'mma do it
You know what I'm sayin', without no question
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
The pot boils, temp rises, a hot boy
It's the fat boy, skinny ties, don't empty mine nigga
Tall ceilings, chandeliers, I'm authentic
Gettin' long money, short winded, let's go and get it nigga
Bang bang, bitch niggas caught drinkin' chase
Roll that double M, get shot and your finger waves
Twenty chicken spots and I still be movin' that base
Gave a job to the children you scared to raise
Chain swangin', name rangin'
Shots fired, same nigga
We movin' weight, I'm at a different pace
I'm out in Haïti with my lady screamin' "n'ap boule"
I'm hard to kill, Dade County, Versace Neil
Fourteen for that tattoo, worth that dollar bill
Only one man got the combination to the safe
Grammy nominated once, but I’m still movin' base
Ross is a real boss
Cause real bosses don't go to jail, you feel what I'm sayin'?
So yeah that's what I want y'all to know, you know what I mean?
As far as like his thinkin' patterns you know what I mean?
You know I admire y'all
The way y'all think, you know what I'm sayin'?
And I also admire that I was apart of that foundation from day one
You know? Y'all was the good homies
Y'all took the baton and ran with it
The thing is that I was workin' towards was
The empire is what I was workin' towards
And y'all took the baton and ran with it so it's nothin' but love man
Anythin' y'all need me to do from behind these walls, I'mma do it
You know what I'm sayin', without no question
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
The pot boils, temp rises, a hot boy
It's the fat boy, skinny ties, don't empty mine nigga
Tall ceilings, chandeliers, I'm authentic
Gettin' long money, short winded, let's go and get it nigga
Bang bang, bitch niggas caught drinkin' chase
Roll that double M, get shot and your finger waves
Twenty chicken spots and I still be movin' that base
Gave a job to the children you scared to raise
Chain swangin', name rangin'
Shots fired, same nigga
We movin' weight, I'm at a different pace
I'm out in Haïti with my lady screamin' "n'ap boule"
I'm hard to kill, Dade County, Versace Neil
Fourteen for that tattoo, worth that dollar bill
Only one man got the combination to the safe
Grammy nominated once, but I’m still movin' base
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