Rick Ross - Push Em Over lyrics

Never measure a man by his money but by his moves.... monkey Get money homicide is what it comes with it We da k**as muf**a who you go get I handle h*mos solo So smooth not a wrinkle in my polo Damn you ratted Preme Damn near ratted on queens Dont a ma'f**a love you Its hard to findout your father was your uncle This snitch infested with incest Sold ten mill still not in the 10 best And all you n***as look gay Not even respected as a Red Cafe You're not half of Jay Z Not Nas fake Saigon maybe On sight yall n***as gettin smacked And dont forget the fact yall n***as all wack Lloyd "Blanks" I know you wonder why I ain't saying nothing bout your b**h a** but I could never acknowledge you, you s** your a**istants dick on tape and he licked it, you're a f**ing dick-s**ing f*ggot n***as h*mo y'all could Google it. Lloyd Banks your career is over In the south we know you used to s**in dick thats why we don't f** with you. We don't even know you So that brings me right back to the f**in monkey CSI New York n***a you want to investigate something you f**ing private investigator (ha ha) You'sa a dick-s**er n***a We watching your empire crumble before your face You're embra**ing your colleagues Come out the closet and admit it curly ADMIT IT CURLY!! You're a dick-s**er Your career is finished Bow down