Rick Ross - Colombia (Remix) lyrics

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Rick Ross - Colombia (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Young Scooter & (Rick Ross)] Chea, haha Black Migo Gang, I just left Colombia Birdman, count up Ross (Double M) GuWop (Brick Squad, Young Scooter) chea (Rozay, Stunna) Rich Gang (What's happening, n***a?) {M-M-M-Maybach Music} [Verse 1: Rick Ross] I can make c**aine 3.5 kilos on my gold chain I just flew to Haiti Zoe f** around gave me 80 Chickens like the wing-stop (huh!) n***a tried to k** me but I had the thing co*ked They think I know the voodoo How they keep showing my Ghost on that channel 2 I'm having dreams and nightmares (huh!) MJ moonwalking on them white squares (woo!) I'm a boss not a Capo p**y n***a time to call me El Chapo Trappin' till a hundred mill (huh!) Built a mansion for my k**ers out in Summer Hill Bad b**hes never f** with y'all We f** em then we drop em off in them muscle cars Chrome wheels and them rally stripes Third party conversations through them satellites Lil n***a got a appetite We do em and we pray they momma have a candlelight (M-M-M-Maybach Music) [Hook: Young Scooter] x2 I can make c**aine I just fell in love with a Cuban I just left Colombia Now we get em in by the metric tons [Verse 2: Birdman] (Rich Gang... 5 Star) I just left Colombia Fly, skinny tires I ain't frontin none b**h they call me Birdman Whip it from the kitchen to the curb man (ya heard me?) Used to rob blocks on them backstreets Dippin through them backstreets, traveling with them 10 a piece Kingpin lifestyle Million on the whip, hundred mil, hundred thou 20 million on a new home Line tap got me hustling off of five phones Gotta get it by all means Put it down for my city from a triple beam BLAAAT [Hook] [Verse 3: Gucci Mane] I was trapping outta granny house I broke the screen door Rappers say they kingpins but ain't never seen dope Whippin dope in every bowl you can't find a clean bowl Long line full of fiends, Gucci need a green store Wanna visit Coca-Cola come to Gucci mane store And I ain't never told a soul, I don't need a snitch foe R.I.P. Pimp, shouts to Bun, I just sold a metric ton I got 99 bricks and I still won't front you one WOP [Verse 4: Young Scooter] Hop up out that airplane Me and Hector got a meeting with the Rich Gang Free my n***a Poo Tang Sold more dope than every rapper in the rap game Really seen them truck loads Came a long way from them country dirt roads I own Lil Mexico Pushin' bricks from the east to the west coast Summertime I'm charging 16 You got ugly bricks you know my remix look clean I'm BMG stamping everything The streets mine and you'll never see a drought again [Hook]