Rick Ross - Movin' Ba** lyrics

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Rick Ross - Movin' Ba** lyrics

[Intro] [?] So thats what I want y'all to know, you know what I mean? As far as like his thinking patterns you know what I mean? You know I admire y'all, the way y'all think you know what I'm saying? And I also admire that I was apart of that foundation from day one, you know y'all was the good homies. Y'all took the baton and ran with it. The thing is that I was working towards was, the empire is what I was working towards, and y'all took the baton and ran with it so its nothing but love man [?] [Verse 1: Rick Ross] The pop wars, [?] a hot boy Is the fat boy, skinny ties Don't empty mine n***a Tall ceilings, chandeliers, I'm authentic Gettin' long money, short winded Lets go and get it n***a Bang bang, b**h n***as caught drinkin' chase Roll that double lip, get shot and your finger waves Twenty chickens watchin' and I still be movin' that base Gave a job to the children you scared to raise Chain swangin', name rangin' Shots fired, same n***a We movin' weight I'm at a different pace I'm out in Haïti with my lady screamin' [?] I'm hard to k**, Dade county, versace [?] Fourteen [?] dollar bill Only one man got the combination to the safe Rammin [?] once, but I still [Hook: Jay Z] See them backs on a n***a raw We still movin' base Got them records jumpin' off the start We still movin' base Copper tried to knock us off We still movin' base Haters throwin' shots through a n***as door And we still movin' base [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Fallin' from the sky, the money bad the bigger Angels tatted all on me, pray for a lord sinner Rolls Royce Corniche, sweepin' me off my feet New b**hes they by the fleet and we do em' all by the week Taz Angels just wanna chill, [?] just wanna meet Weed man expnsive, three trips a week Misses just wanna freak, feds stay up the street Know they tellin' the [?] so we leak what we wanna leak [?] In the house of the lord, my n***as bearin' arms His eyes wide, nose runny got what he fiendin' for I'm movin' base, we outta state you know my speakers low Put the pistol to your mouth now show me to the safe Grammy nominated once, but I'm still movin' base [Hook: Jay Z] Verse 3: Rick Ross You see the plaques on the wall but the yayo still in the spot See me cousin off to college, I see that it costs alot Tallons fillin' the jammy my hammy still in my heart n***as playin' the corner, guess their playin' their part [?] jump in the coupes, ladies stay on our feet Your brother went to the duplex My little dope from across the street Hoodies come in all flavors, all black if you think you're sweet Arabs sellin' grenades by the box, you'll get it cheap Schoolin' the little n***as, kilos all in the campus A pa**port is necessary visa with all the [?] I beef with all of the [?], headshots [?] BR-80 just a plus don't mention the dust R-O-C double M k** anything we touch [Hook: Jay Z]