BRRRR Fat Trel (Ft. Rick Ross & Wale)
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[Intro: Rick Ross]
They know I run the game there
Nobody did it like me
Lucia know I run the game
Stunna gave me the keys
Puff gave me the keys, my nigga
I want that oil money, nigga
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Self made so respect the hustle
Made a hundred million did it off the muscle
Walkin' Def Jam bitches think I'm Russell
Pull up on you, BRRRR fuck a tussle
My whole squad be on that kill shit
My whole squad be on that real shit
Pull up on you, BRRRR, full clip
My whole squad be on that kill shit
[Verse 1: Wale]
Hey, royal blood, royal blood
Niggas show you pistols before they could show you love
Miss me with that dissin' that issue can get resolved
Double M that been my clique and Ambition ain't just a song
Live from the SLS, give them bitches new life and then I fuck 'em to death
Not jail this ain't a test, every move's a precise and I'm writin' finesse
Mad at everyone one of you, be a hunnid or nothin'
You niggas suck with the syllables, I'm the one with that number two
Rumble you, stomach shot, done with you, not right now
Some of you niggas [?] but don't let the hungry ones humble you
They know I run the game there
Nobody did it like me
Lucia know I run the game
Stunna gave me the keys
Puff gave me the keys, my nigga
I want that oil money, nigga
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Self made so respect the hustle
Made a hundred million did it off the muscle
Walkin' Def Jam bitches think I'm Russell
Pull up on you, BRRRR fuck a tussle
My whole squad be on that kill shit
My whole squad be on that real shit
Pull up on you, BRRRR, full clip
My whole squad be on that kill shit
[Verse 1: Wale]
Hey, royal blood, royal blood
Niggas show you pistols before they could show you love
Miss me with that dissin' that issue can get resolved
Double M that been my clique and Ambition ain't just a song
Live from the SLS, give them bitches new life and then I fuck 'em to death
Not jail this ain't a test, every move's a precise and I'm writin' finesse
Mad at everyone one of you, be a hunnid or nothin'
You niggas suck with the syllables, I'm the one with that number two
Rumble you, stomach shot, done with you, not right now
Some of you niggas [?] but don't let the hungry ones humble you
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