Nasty Beat Makers - Ashes To Ashes lyrics

[Hook: KC] Smoking and ride And I ain't trying to hide it We will get high tonight Cause I am hooked on a feeling Yeah I am hooked on a feeling It's nothing but the best straw last drop Make you feel like you can fly Do you do you do you do you do you Do you wanna fly tonight? [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Opa-locka airport talking G6 It's me baby girl straight G sh** No disrespect but really you ain't seen sh** 'Til you're 40,000 feet with the weed lit I once got a chance to f** a stewardess Hit her from the back flying over New Orleans She was gorgeous name was Dolorous Father was a lawyer mother was a florist Rose petals turned into YSL So ghetto but she turned me to the jama shell Bad b**h I am talking up and down Couple n***as she always f**ed around But the bond that we share nothing would compare When I bought my first beamer I swear that b**h was there Side on the line say boy a couple stacks Down payment and even all cover the tax [Hook: KC] [Verse 2: Rick Ross] It's hard not to k** n***as It's a full time job not to k** n***as Mob on So God bless all the real n***as So many obstacles and stress for a real n***a Now it's on All my haters turned to ashes Dead and gone I handle mine with a pa**ion Am I wrong? And we never kiss no a**es Get your own And the reason we run the streets is to take care of your home A n***a better put his kid first Bad karma Lil' n***as putting in work f** Harvard Impalas they wanna peel first Or a Charger And shorty want her titties done Certain doctor New apartment in the inner city, smokin out I'm wit ? so at least gonna smoke an ounce I live this sh** n***a it's not a fable tale Come and work for the boss, You know I am paying well [Hook: KC]