Rick Ross - I Solemnly Swear lyrics

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Rick Ross - I Solemnly Swear lyrics

[Intro] Rick Ross: Im not lying no more baby, Im through lying.. Girl: You promise? Rick Ross: I swear, I swear. Baby no more lies, I solemnly swear, for real... Girl: You said that last time! [Verse 1: Rick Ross] They say I look nice in the mag Plus the best on the cover(undercover) Why it take a dopeboy to invest in a brother It's time to wipe the tears of the face of our mothers Sell a little base, appeal the case for my brothers f** my problems for a second Can I let my ace bubble? She pressin in the club, in the presence of a thug In need of satisfaction baby? I can be your plug The boss talk slang, but I love to french kiss Pour the money in the tub, so she call me filthy rich Gotta send her shopping with at least a fifty clip I'm way better than her last Boy was a fan Even had her blowing gra** Tell your friends you had a blast Speedin' in the Spyker, she keep calling it a Jaq I'm a superman, she call me I'll be there in a flash I solemnly swear With my hand on the bible Big things, 10 million upon arrival [Hook: Ma**pike Miles] I said baby I got you I solemnly swear I love you I swear that love for you I said no one else matters I swear sh** can only get better I swear baby I got you [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Aromatherapy merry, she wanna marry me I'm burning salary till the day they ready to burry me 7 feet But I'm still in the paint Like a n***a 7 feet I'm Shaquille in the bank I'm Jordan of the whips Pippin of the pimpin You're John Amaechi n***a, you a b**h among the b**hes Rollin' 50 deep, so now we clear and out the bleachers Ron Artest, yes it's 50 for the features Comma's like ??Adonis???.. Endorsing them Gucci sneakers Pull up in the Porsche, off course I'm feelin' the speakers Feelin like chillin', I'm billin', blowin' that reaver Ho's feelin me, while ho's should fill in my visa Call me Master P Cuz it ain't no limit I'm jumping like Spud Webb Coach I gotta go get it Trapping like running sprints Catch your breath, count your chips My lawyer Pat Riley I needed a great defense! I solemnly swear Hand on the bible NBA money, bonus upon arrival [Hook: Ma**pike Miles] I said baby I got you I solemnly swear I love you I swear that love for you I said no one else matters I swear sh** can only get better I swear baby I got you