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[Rick
Two door Bugatti
I call it Katy
Wiz papers
smoking my berrys
S65 I call it
It got a red top but its like Madonna
Made man, you what I said
having a slumber party all my bitches counting
made man, also known as Chulo
and Im straight up in the culo
my wrist always on frio, me chilly chill
super head and super head, and I will
Californication, Motivation in my
got on my blue Dickie, out my n-gga Roccett
still smoking sickie, it aint no option
not for made n-ggas and Im never
I the bar, I set the standards
my yayo, Raymond, that b-tch just keep on dancing

dollar bills on top of bills
thats all Im throwing, if she wont her will
made n-ggas, a lot of skrill
8 digits a tryna live

made man, you what I said
I got a squares
if you scared, the feds
made men, Im dollar bills
park the trunk on the
there go, Dollar bills

Riding round the city, plastic cup of
find a n-gga like me, truth to be told, I know many
I say shout my driver Lauren, 62 with curtains
cant see shit, I dont know where the Im at for certain
when it down, Im just a T.O n-gga
but bitches tell me that I look just like a n-gga
New know its love, everytime Im in town
shout out my n-gga Tez, thats my brother my
tomorrows money, I call it maana
off the rack aint my style, I call it designer
one of my baddest women ever, I call her
but cause her name is Rihanna!
Im in the condo just posting watching Miami
I might walk to the arena and watch it for real
Ashes to ashes, me, Rozay and
smoking riders, shit moving slow as a ballad
on your ass, itd be nice if you show me
Im buying bitches furs, Tyson, Naomi
Ive got the right to do it, its right to do it
love me head, and I love a woman that likes to do it
still love my team, aint no option
not for made n-ggas and Im never
Im Damon Wayans, just know that homie dont play
you know we running my n-gga, Young money,

[Rick Ross - 3]
Black panorama, I it T-Pain
I got my autotune, that bitch
got my revolver too, I call it Rhames
you a baby boy, we doing big things
street n-ggas, you hear I said
I got bad news, Jabar back in the feds
facing twenty, he just did a
been out a year, look he finna ride
genocide, these killing time
throw you in a hole, you be penalised
as you see success, haters reinvest
miami gardens drive, half a nothing less
raised the bar, I set the
my Mc Hammer, that bitch just keep on dancing
Jackson, let it moonwalk
set it on the napkin, let it off