[Intro: Rick Ross]
3 pa**ports, 3 first cla** tickets to the money
Straight flights..
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I live by the code, wardrobe from round the globe
All I need is a kilo, an 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***as, 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
Heroin transactions with Russian shots of the Smirnoff
Playing for keeps, I bust in em fore she get off (HUH)
I run the city just pull up and drop the kid off
Hah, welcome to organized crime
Money got me excited, I'm coming four or five times
The .45 for you n***as with nine lives
Penthouse on Collins, money long as Ocean drive (ah)
Black Chevy Tahoe's, Hatians up out the potholes
My place spacious, smoking aces in Lagos
Feds get involved, I'm slipping off into Senegal
Issue your warrant, informant, b**h I've been a boss
Counting money stacks, yours' counter-fitted
I made my money back when your accountant didn't
Went against the odds, there's only one Rozay
{M-M-Maybach Music} My n***a okay
[Refrain-Rick Ross]
I got a penny in my pocket (HUH), million in the trunk (HUH)
Started in the back, now we the n***as in the front (WHOO)
Step out on the block all the b**hes they still in shock (WHOO)
Get a piece of p**y then take my n***as to shop (HUH)
Pandemonium, causing pandemonium...rollin'...
Half a million for the same car we rolling in (AH)
Pandemonium, pandemonium
We the number one n***as your b**h noticing (HUH)
[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Rollin', rollin', yeah
Million ways to make this money, you gon' get it
On the grind twenty-four/seven, I'm with it
YSL swagger, wrist wear frigid
Jumping out the Phantom like a muthaf**ing midget
Money knocking at the front door I'm like, who is it
It's Benjy, tell my lil n***a go and get it
Cause I've been counting all this dirty paper for a minute
Lamborghini dreaming thinking how I'm gon' 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**ing for the ho of it
Four for my n***as 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 Nickelodeon
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 the murdering
n***a called my phone talking reckless I ain't heard of it
f** your 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** em all
Had my n***as down so I'm screaming f** the law
Monday night wrestling, I'm so f**ing raw
She gon wipe me down, I'ma brush her off
I'm way harder than the concrete, I say what my mind speak
Word to the homie Ross I can get that nine piece
For the low that nine cheap, call me if you want it, haters see me
And I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach, ha
[Refrain-Rick Ross]
I got a penny in my pocket (HUH), million in the trunk (HUH)
Started in the back, now we the n***as in the front (WHOO)
Step out on the block all the b**hes they still in shock (WHOO)
Get a piece of p**y then take my n***as to shop (HUH)
Pandemonium, causing pandemonium
Half a million for the same car we rolling in (AH)
Pandemonium, pandemonium
We the number one n***as your b**h noticing (HUH)
[Verse 3: Wale]
Just count me in.. yeah
Whole time, see that fly sh** I've been on
All the girlfriends fall in line from my spin off
That's game b**h, ain't sh**, Nudies and some J six
Where I'm from it's cold and n***as 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** you n***as kicking we ain't worried about
Catch me at tha carry out, mumbo sauce and half and half
Flyest n***as 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, I never use my right to vote
My vision enormous, my b**hes 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 though I know no-one in Congress
These b**hes love me all the way, you got sorta's and kinda's
Sort of remind you, why you don't court no vagina
Just give em awesome intercourse and ignore their inquires
Quietly becoming a top tier
You dreamed of getting green, best believe I'm John Deere
Greenist Moncler sh**, earth tones in the winter
Purp rolled in a rillo, I am on my John Lithgow
Out of this 3rd Rock, n***a air it out
I am on my Tom Brady y'all n***as is Eric Crouch
What the bloodclot, Tommy Frazier f** yourself
I can't see your album coming, that sh**'s like a s**er punch
Head for breakfast, f** for lunch
Dinner time she bring a friend, write my sh** so vicious
Y'all are like snitches, you can't see the pen
Always on some new sh** CNN
sh**ting on these n***as like I need Depends
[Refrain-Rick Ross]
I got a penny in my pocket (HUH), million in the trunk (HUH)
Started in the back, now we the n***as in the front (WHOO)
Step out on the block all the b**hes they still in shock (WHOO)
Get a piece of p**y then take my n***as to shop (HUH)
Pandemonium, causing pandemonium
Half a million for the same car we rolling in (AH)
Pandemonium, pandemonium
We the number one n***as your b**h noticing (HUH)
{M-M-Maybach Music}