Rick Ross - Maybach Dons lyrics

[Intro: Game in the studio with Ray Angry, talking to Rick Ross] [Verse 1: Game] I used to push Keys like Alicia Now I push a hard top Lambo, with James Bond features Put it on D's like under this b**h T-shirt D-boy for real, let my n***as eat first And I was flowing over Dr. Dre beats first So quitters can't say what I'm spitting now is a cheap verse Nas just walked by, n***a this is ether I'm going down cla**ic like that n***a B.I.G serves My n***as pushing them key's til' they see dirt The spot is the pharmacy and the block is where we work n***as standing on the corner, look at these jerks The heat starts flashing, make 'em run til' they feet hurt I'm a hustler, n***a do your research I put a b**h on the greyhound with a Louis V purse I mean a suitcase And you n***as don't know sh** about crack I'm just tryina' tie your shoelace [Interlude: Game talks] Hahah, yeah man! I be doing sh** though, I mean I'll rap over trashcans, anything Yeah I don't give a f** about nothing man I do this sh** cause I love it All right man! [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Yeah... Bawse... Walking on water, covered in ice Governor of Florida, Babyboy nice! I f**s pianos, I rape the drums I kiss the mic, hits make me cum Bricks make me numb, from the tip of my tounge Babygirl dripping like the clip from my gun I am the truth, brand new coupe Run the place, take you straight back To Martin Luther roots Pistol never fail me, official Alex Haley Let me chill, cause my vision getting blurry Hailed as a boss, nailed to the cross Rose from the dead, that Rolls Royce cost As a matter of fact, no need for all black I can be in all peach and wet me a Curtis Jack I can smell the rat, still count my cheese Count my money, still count my b's Walking on water, covered in ice Governor of Florida, one terms, twice I f**s with Game, me and blood the same I became his fam when he threw away the chain [Piano outro: Ray Angry]