Rick Ross - Neighborhood Drug Dealer (Remix) lyrics

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Rick Ross - Neighborhood Drug Dealer (Remix) lyrics

[Hook: Rick Ross (Future)] Uh, I'm your neighborhood drug dealer (I'm your neighborhood drug dealer) Its your neighborhood drug dealer (I'm your neighborhood drug dealer) Uh, its your neighborhood drug dealer (I'm your neighborhood drug dealer) I'm your neighborhood drug dealer (I'm your neighborhood drug dealer) Neighborhood drug dealer(I'm your neighborhood drug dealer) Its your neighborhood drug dealer (I'm your neighborhood drug dealer) One, two, what it be? (What it be) Michael Jordan, white, b**h, 23 [Verse 1: Future] Roll a pound of weed tomorrow Coochie city, where the carpet? Sellin' yay inside the grocery store Miley Cyrus, my portfolio My style's outta here, Ebola They runnin' outta bakin' soda Wrap a bricks inside some foil Them Franklin n***as sellin' oil Mexicano bought me some new punani f** that b**h, I'm on some new punani Flip a chicken, but some new punani Got the kitchen smellin' like punani Bought a Bugatti with your re-up Bought a new watch with your re-up Bought a new chain with your re-up f** you lil p**ys that have re-up Sellin' and fib that re-up I keep that dog with me n***a I charge 90 a brick for a n***a I got that food on my face I get your hit on my face I make her sit on your face While I go dig in your safe I got to war for a cake I take your trial like an ape I whip a key and a lake I put your b**h in some bape (Whip!) [Hook: Rick Ross] Uh, I'm your neighborhood drug dealer Its your neighborhood drug dealer Uh, its your neighborhood drug dealer I'm your neighborhood drug dealer Neighborhood drug dealer Its your neighborhood drug dealer One, two, what it be? Michael Jordan, white, b**h, 23 [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Bet you hear my pipes rev when I tip the scale Rich forever, still a muscle and it never fails You a house n***a so they let you get the mail We in the back whippin' egg whites and crackin' shells Robin jeans for my team, pocket for the sale p**y n***as gossip pray you die from gonorrhea Al Capone where I'm from that Benzo bullet proof Neighborhood dope boy you can get it too f** them p**y n***as catch they a** at Smoothie Kings Hundred missed calls after that new toolie rings Skip South Beach b**h bring it to the ridge For that change, put that thing right up to your ribs [Hook: Rick Ross] Uh, I'm your neighborhood drug dealer Its your neighborhood drug dealer Uh, its your neighborhood drug dealer I'm your neighborhood drug dealer Neighborhood drug dealer Its your neighborhood drug dealer One, two, what it be? Michael Jordan, white, b**h, 23 [Verse 3: Rick Ross] Chevy SS, she heard I bump fire Got row houses up and down through Pembroke Pines Say the streets talk, I say its bout time Bal Harbor on my mama been about mine Still pay my child support, in all trap money All 5's and 10's, can't touch my rap money She won't f** with me, I'm hatin', yeah her p**y stank Meet your amigo mama then you crack the piggie bank Dope boy dream, never lose it all Montgomery Alabama know we love the send 'em soft Baton Rouge's a Actavis and act a fool Neighborhood dope boy you should hit me too [Hook: Rick Ross] Uh, I'm your neighborhood drug dealer Its your neighborhood drug dealer Uh, its your neighborhood drug dealer I'm your neighborhood drug dealer Neighborhood drug dealer Its your neighborhood drug dealer One, two, what it be? Michael Jordan, white, b**h, 23