Rick Ross - Gone To The Moon lyrics

Let me tell you how meny money there can bye First cla** flight to the moon Jewish mafia n***a Maybach music October 13, meek milly, dreams and nightmares I think you all know exactly what the f** that is Ha, ha, ha God forgives the I don't on the road of platinum Yeah, warner brothers, dej jam records The power circle, maybach music! Shout out to the entire conglomerate, n***a Black bar mitzvah- all you n***as invited -You were invested like j**s, n***a I'll be at these wars, I still be living by rules So when I run in the dudes You know we're stumping in the mood Pop and lock go to popping n***as say when they're flopping Let me get back to my b**hes cause you b**h n***as ain't nothing Miami boys and this b**h I brought out all the zoes with me Still buy p**y from strippers and send them kilos to philly n***a real as it gets, look at the wheels on my whip You want to go to the moon, I'm screaming re-load the clip I bought my b**h from perfections, you know I buy my affection Ain't no love for me, n***a, and I accept my direction On my road to perfection, so many hours invested So many n***as we handle You know the other profession I'll go to the moon I'll go to the moon I'll go to the moon I'll go like baloon