Rick Ross - Soft lyrics

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Rick Ross - Soft lyrics

[Intro: Rick Ross] + {Juelz} They say I'm comin' too hard, huh? {Chea-heh} I say these n***as comin' too soft {yeah} All them n***as soft {yeah} n***as over there are soft {whoooo} I sold that brick soft (HUH), this YSL, so soft (HUH) My girl a** so soft (HUH), these Louis shoes so soft (HUH) You ho n***as so soft (HUH), my AK for a**aults (HUH) I'm sippin' this sauce, my dick won't stay soft My car seats so soft, these Heat Tags say “boss” You ho n***as so soft, you ho n***as so soft [Juelz Santana] Soft, haha, whoooo... My car seats so soft (soft), your army so soft (soft) Real n***a and she like me ‘cause I make sure she get off These n***as claimin' they winnin' but when I'm around they lost (lost) I'm in a new car, four door (yep), double R, logo (yep) Big rims, no spokes, small tires, low-pro (ahhh) You pussies know that I'm no joke (uh-uh), how you want it? 4-O? (uh) Four four for cinco, no ocho, just BLOW-BLOW~!! Still duckin' the po-po, I make her come back like a yo-yo I'm like Ice-T with that white girl, still gettin' money off Coco (haha) Still flyer than all y'all, sh** tell me somethin' I don't know Got a bad b**h bouncin' on my stick like a pogo, screamin' YOLO My diamonds be shinin', like a snow cone, I'm so froze Far as that dough goes I'm Russell Simmons, you JoJo My type get real cash, your type get k**ed fast Y'all n***as like soft booty - Get it? Real a** You ho n***as so soft, why don't you ho n***as get lost? I'll pay to see you gone, how much is you n***as gon' cost? [Hook: Rick Ross] I sold that brick soft (HUH), this YSL, so soft (HUH) My girl a** so soft (HUH), these Louis shoes so soft (HUH) You ho n***as so soft (HUH), my AK for a**aults (HUH) I'm sippin' this sauce, my dick won't stay soft My car seats so soft, these Heat Tags say “boss” You ho n***as so soft, you ho n***as so soft {*3X*} [Meek Mill] Man, you ho n***as so soft.. Right back in the hood, fresh off tour, jumpin' out that new four-door Bust down, AP Offshore, all this stuntin' ain't called for None of these b**hes ain't all yours (nah), none of these n***as hardcore (nah) Young fly n***a, I'm fresh, man; bad b**h with me at soph*more My Rolex is like Mayweather's, I make it rain like Mayweather Ask them hoes at KOD - I don't throw paper, I spray cheddar Your whip mean? Mine way better, chicks they greet and love me Up in the corner and hug me, go all these hoes tryin' to f** me Cause that leather handle so soft (soft), all I know is go hard (hard) High as f**, I'm on Mars; my pockets on black card Cause it ain't no limit (ain't no limit) to the sh** I'm spendin' (sh** I'm spendin') It's double-M-G (double-M-G), yeah n***a, we winnin' - HAH~! [Hook] [Fabolous] Yeah, yeah, nice... I'm in the hood with that white thing - Mister Softee Tell them kids don't run up - got it on me, now get ‘em off me Get ‘em off me, get ‘em off me, before I make it hot like coffee Just seen ‘em put a hole-in-one and I ain't gon' let ‘em golf me Got a O-Z of that loudmouth (yeah), my smoke never speak softly (uh) Ride on that dick flow, my b**h never go off-beat (whoo) Only time that I'm off feet, known to stand on my own two If you ‘round me, you gotta go hard - soft n***as I don't do These n***as ain't family; if you was, I would've disowned you And f**ed b**hes that won't do (yeah), call a b**h who want to (yeah) Gotta feel me, my texture (feel me), these dumb b**hes too extra (feel me) I just kicked this b**h up off the bus, had to “next” her (feel me) I'm too strong in these streets, boy, please don't make me flex up You know nothin' ‘bout this, I do this, I'm a expert DVs go off, like the TVs in my loft That's HD on my HT, these ho n***as so soft…