[Interlude]
(DP on the beat)
Man: Listen Rozay I want some dope, I heard y'all sell dope
Ross: So what type of dope you want bitch?
(Maybach Music)
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Bitches screaming for me like Beyonce
Work, jumping out the gym like it's Lebron James
This other type of money even make me nervous
I'm standing out the roof, jersey Kyrie Irving
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Steven Curry, Under Armour on my gang
They hit me close range, bitch ain't hit a thing
Cut the dog food up with the manor talk
The junkies they hit 'em like a canon ball
Don't nobody do it like Miami does
Bought 20 kilos, coulda bought Miami subs
Let her snort a line so she can get a buzz
She says she want a dime, I told her get a dub
My city one big hospice, I could pull the plug
Them bitches know it's us before we pulling up
Keep it gangster, 20 bottles of Bel-Air
And got all of the dope boy's hands in the air
(DP on the beat)
Man: Listen Rozay I want some dope, I heard y'all sell dope
Ross: So what type of dope you want bitch?
(Maybach Music)
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Bitches screaming for me like Beyonce
Work, jumping out the gym like it's Lebron James
This other type of money even make me nervous
I'm standing out the roof, jersey Kyrie Irving
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Steven Curry, Under Armour on my gang
They hit me close range, bitch ain't hit a thing
Cut the dog food up with the manor talk
The junkies they hit 'em like a canon ball
Don't nobody do it like Miami does
Bought 20 kilos, coulda bought Miami subs
Let her snort a line so she can get a buzz
She says she want a dime, I told her get a dub
My city one big hospice, I could pull the plug
Them bitches know it's us before we pulling up
Keep it gangster, 20 bottles of Bel-Air
And got all of the dope boy's hands in the air
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