Pharrell Williams - MMG The World Is Ours lyrics

[Hook: Pharrell] Here we are The world is ours From the block to boulevard The rain is gone The rain is gone The rain is gone From the block to boulevard The rain is gone The rain... [Interlude: Rick Ross] This sh** make me feel a certain kind of way This sh** feel good This sh** feel like... some Carol City sh** right here My n***a Peanut rest in peace; see you would felt this right here I'm on my Convertible Burt sh**... [Verse 1: Rick Ross] I'm feelin' myself, hope you feelin' me too God forgives and I don't, unforgettable dude I'm ballin' my n***a, and that's word to your mama I want you to ride, definition of honor Honor thy brother, but murder these hoes Always pay your taxes, never pay these hoes Always making moves, I didn't make the rules I'm just making ends meet with this plate of food Went from Spaghetti-O's to a new set of Vogues Back to square one, we still was selling those My Tribe Called Quest, sh** was nice dogg Gucci was Q-Tip, I was Phife Dawg On the world tours with all the wrong who*es Had the right ideas, and all the wrong stores Timing is everything, rhyming is everything Geechi Liberace, put diamonds in everything [Hook:] Pharrell] Here we are The world is ours From the block to boulevard The rain is gone The rain is gone The rain is gone From the block to boulevard The rain is gone The rain... [Interlude: Pharrell] Yeah man, ya heard? I rock Chanel n***a, yeah, Skateboard, heh [Verse 2: Pharrell] They say Skateboard, you racist, you only hang with white Cubans Nonsense, that's the necklace n***a, the light's moving This is j**elry, that sh** is foolery Frozen water on my neck n***a, who cool as me? Up in mansion like the black Kurt Cobain My n***a Ross said he's the boss, cause he works c**aine And under no certain circumstances Will the facets of the diamonds not be disrespectful and hurt your chain And your feelings, yeah they villains but I'm chillin, I'm still a N.E.R.D Millions and millions and millions off of verbs Well my n***as be stealin and k**in and thrillin for the birds Making deals, squeezing the life out of them Nextel chirps I'm on my iPhone (Uhh) b**hes put their naked pictures on my iPad, the doors go up and iGone Black boy scoring his life, I'm scoring the Oscars (I'm really am, n***a) Remember I used to want a Pasha and eat some lobster But now I eat the apple with my A-P Your life and your wrist got the wrong timing, you hate me Says the little boy that loves you, who had the ashy feet Now I wear that ashy white suit out in Fashion Week Where the upper-cla**es meet, that's just me ...I smash the beat [Hook:] Pharrell] Here we are The world is ours From the block to boulevard The rain is gone The rain is gone The rain is gone From the block to boulevard The rain is gone The rain... [Verse 3: Meek Mill] Uhh, dedication to motivation, gave 'em motives to hate me Old homies betrayed me, running around saying they made me But when I had a quarter, they had, four and the baby It was a whole different story, but f** them n***as is shady Now I'm self-made, self-paid, and I give myself a raise Whole circle shining n***a, never had no selfish ways Never had nobody tell me 'go and get it' tell me 'save' Had to learn on my own, ask my Mama I was gone Puffin purple getting stoned, trying to take the pain away Now its Rolls Royces, umbrellas for a rainy day Old heads told me "young fella, this ain't the game to play!" Had to take the chance, told the dealer, "deal my hand" And now that n***a's getting murdered, sh** is getting scary I put mirror tint all in the ghost, I'm screaming Bloody Mary! n***a Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary Let 'em cross the line of scrimmage, they get f**ing buried They had me cutting through that field just like a rushing Barry Slammers play with hammers, had them birds but we don't f** with Larry I was just trying to ball, ducking D's and grinding raw But now I pull up in that thing, them n***as gon' need some Tylenol I'm gone! [Hook] Pharrell] Here we are The world is ours From the block to boulevard The rain is gone The rain is gone The rain is gone From the block to boulevard The rain is gone The rain... [Verse 4: Stalley] I'm staring at my notepad like goodbye to my broke past Words full of money, use dollar signs as my periods I'm gettin money - period! They said I got a old soul and I'm rich n***a spirited So one time for the old-timers and two for the new school Three for my geechie n***as with big rollies in that new coupe Blowing on loud, sippin on that dirty juice With a tre duece livin life like they ain't made loot Cuz whats here today could be gone tomorrow so I'mma get it myself I ain't known to ball, make sure my kids is straight in case I'm gone tomorrow Young Bonaparte, I'm noble dog like Drew Ali Dark shades like Kool Moe Dee, cool fly n***a is who I be Big chain with a bigger charm, leave with a bad chick under my arm Unhhh! Geechie Liberace Diamonds on everything, even my posse (DIAMONDS ON EVERYTHING, EVEN MY POSSE) [Hook:] Pharrell] Here we are The world is ours From the block to boulevard The rain is gone The rain is gone The rain is gone From the block to boulevard The rain is gone The rain...