3 pa**ports, 3 first cla** tickets to the money
straight flights
[Rick Ross]
I live by the cold war
drove from round the globe
all I need is a kilo, a apron, show me the stove
general electric, perfected, cooking them O's
no more peanut bu*ter sandwiches, now we looking at loaves
hoes, I need a condom for my toast, busting in these n-ggas
standing flat footed, I'm on my toes
froze, pandemonium overdose
paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed
Armadillo cigars, k**ers who like to play golf
preparing with transactions, with russian shots of the smirnoff
playing for keeps I buss in 'em 'fore she get off
I run the city just pull up and drop the kid off
welcome to organised crime
money got me excited, I'm coming four or five times
the '45 for you n-ggas with 9 lives
Penthouse on college, money long as Ocean drive
black Chevy Tahoe's, Hatians up out the ?
my place spacious, smoking aces in Lagos
Feds get involved, I'm slipping off in the synagogue
issue you your warrant, informant, b**h I've been a boss
counting money stacks, your's counter-fitted
I made my money back, when your accountant didn't
went against the odds, its only one Rozay
my n-gga OKAY
[Chorus]
I got a penny in my pocket
million in the trunk
started in the back, now we the n-ggas in the front
step out on the block all the b**hes they still in shock
get a piece of p-ssy then take my n-ggas to shop
Pandemonium, causing pandemonium
half a million for the same car we rolling in
Pandemonium, pandemonium
we the number 1 n-ggas your b**h notice it
[Meek Mill - Verse 2]
Million ways to make this money, you gon get it
on the grind 24/7 I'm with it
YSL swagger, wrist wear frigid
jumping out the Phantom like a muthaf-cking midget
money knocking at the front door I'm like "who is it?"
it's Benjy, tell my lil n-gga "goin get it"
cause I've been counting all this dirty paper for a minute
Lamborghini dreaming thinking how I'm spend it
I'm like one's for the money, two's for the show of it
three's for the b**hes that be f-cking for the hoe of it
four for my n-ggas that be stacking and then blowing it
you would think I had a curfew the way I'm going in
look at what we rolling in, causing pandemonium
papi got them keys in, he like my custodian
I was tryna bag a brick you was Nickelodian
I was in them trenches getting down and dirty serving it
We's part the reason that them Churches got some services
the morgue could afford just cause we was doing murdering
n-gga called my phone talking reckless I aint heard of it
f-ck ya girl, give her back I'm courteous
I can keep a secret with Vicky have a menage with Nicki
and be out London with Lauren and telling Megan Good morning
catch me rolling with Kelly or at the Hilton with Paris
from Hollywood to the hood, I want a mom and I swear that I want em all
wanna f-ck em all
had my n-ggas down so I'm screaming f-ck the law
monday night wrestling, I'm so f-cking raw
she gon wipe me down, I'm gon brush her off
I'm way harder than the concrete
I say what my mind speak
word to the homies Ross I can get that 9 Piece
for the low that 9 cheap
call me if you want it, haters see me
and I'm staying got 'em sick to they stomach
[Chorus]
[Wale]
Whole time, see that fly sh-t I've been on
all the girlfriends fall in line from my spin off
thats game b-tch aint sh-t
nudies? and some J six
where I'm from it's cold
and n-ggas get at you like handkerchiefs
God bless you unless you was disrespectful
b**hes dissappoint you but money won't ever stress you
they say I'm special as Devin Hester on fourth down
so all that sh-t you n-ggas kicking with worried about
catch me at tha carry out, mumbo sauce and half and half
flyest n-ggas out here, period no maxi-pad
b**h I got a right to brag
b**h I got a right to boast
presidential suite and b**h
and I never use my right to vote
my vision enormous, my b**h's is gorgeous
and I am dead serious, b**h I spit with embalming
shout out to lil g, shout out Tre and Mohammad
that boa sh** we get paid with d**h over dishonor
I'm known as Obama's don't I know no-one in congress
these b**hes love me all the way, u got sorta's and kinda's
sort of remind you, why you don't call no vagina
lets give em awesome intercourse and ignore there inquires
quietly becoming a top ten
you dreamed of getting cream, best believe I'm John Deere
?, earth tones in the winter
Purp rolled in a rillow
I am on my John Lithgow
Out of this 3rd Rock, n-gga it it out
I am on my Tom Brady y'all n-ggas is Eric Crouch
what the bloodclot, Tommy Frazier f-ck yourself
I can see your album coming
that sh**s like a s**er punch
here for breakfast, f-ck for lunch
dinner time she bring a friend
write my sh-t so vicious
y'all are like snitches you can't see the pen
always on some new sh-t CNN
sh-ttin on these n-ggas like I need a pen
[Chorus]