Rick Ross - Clique lyrics

Hottest n***as in the game MMG, tour starts in a few weeks If you f**ing with it, f** with me Ha ha Watch me cost a buck, chain cost me a truck Double MB the clique my coupe more than your bus Think it's all facade, but n***a just double R See me jumpin on stage, more chains than Mardi Gras b**hes been going wild hit the sound cliche Give me two b**hes we could do this three ways Four miss calls on my iPhone five b**h six feet tall got me fighting for my life Telephone lines ringing, calling Angie Martinez Think I've just seen the boss, see dating to Puerto Rican All gold j**els in this snow white mink Kanye shoes sorry no ID, John Legend flow the magnificent me Roll hard give me molly coffee by the key Got the weed roll twist hard a few weeks She said f** me, must wanna f** me Man we be the clique, man I'm so the sh** Boy just simmer down, man I take the b**h Yeah we at the game and we sit front row Every time you see me I'll be on the front row Thick Cuban link, new Benz, gold piece Benz outside aint' even gotta speak New Cuban link with the all gold piece Benz outside I ain't even gotta speak, uh As I look around and I do it like my clique (Maybach Music) You know this bad b**hes they want the, they want the, they want Yeah I'm talking gun play, yeah I'm walking too Yeah that n***a ready, yeah that defo true Yeah I'm really bad yeah I out anybody Point him out, I light a joint and take his face and out it Yeah I spill my Corse on your Michael Kors, who*e Yeah so the f** what? I could buy you more Yeah in front of hood, yeah I'm from the floor Hoes in the roof, hardly had a door Kitchen on door, pitchin on purp Free different digies all lit up like a fur n***a where your fee, see the white fright hair So matter ain't think everything pair Man the clique As I look around and I do it like my clique (Maybach Music) And all this bad b**hes man they wonder They wonder, they wonder, they wonder [Verse 3: Rockie Fresh] Yeah yeah yeah Now extra double M dream team doing something special Bout to k** the sh** so get the casket and the shovel And new Olympic sevens I need rings and the medal When I'm not from Trillville but I tell 'em get up on my level I'm always going higher, I'm still mo' fire Do a lot of stuntin' but it's only too inspire Remember just a year ago these hoes ain't wanna speak Now they all be tryin to freak, they think I know Wale and Meek I got a bad white b**h I know they spend cake on Just hope that she never fall off like Kreayshawn Even if she do forever I'm sh** So much dope I'ma get we legit I ain't f**ing with my clique As I look around and I do it like my clique (Maybach Music) You know this bad b**hes they want the, they want the, they want Maybach Music