Rick Ross

[fox69]

"Pop That Pussy"
(with Birdman)

"Pop That Pussy"
(with Birdman)



[Intro: DJ Khaled]
One time for Miami, New Orleans
305, 504

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Ride that dick bitch, if you a thick bitch
She fuck with three niggas, she a slick bitch
She got two phones, order a new home
She got the best head, it got the boy gone
But I'm so trill, didnt pay her rent
I paid the light bill, did it like a pimp
Call me double R, I copped the Rolls Royce
Bitch its Ricky Ross, still the hoes choice

[Verse 2: Birdman]
Birdman bitch, you know I'mma G
Mr. money tree mama, you know I'mma beast
Eagle in these streets you know I'mma eat
Stay fresh so fly, roll with new feets
My baby is a gangsta, got hips and she fine
Tattoo of mines, do it all the time
Fuck her from the back, cause she like the sunshine
Get mine, take mine, cook it how I like mine

[Hook x4: Sample]
Pop that pussy and shake that ass

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Its so easy, I'm so cheesy
These hoes slimey, I'm so greasy
I dont love show tired of go home
I get naked and count money I'm so wrong
The glocc black, the rims chrome
The feds mad, I been strong
This bitch bad, her legs long
This bitch bad, lets head home

[Verse 4: Birdman]
Fuck I'm in my helicopter, with my old chopper
Knew the bitch want it so I didnt even stop her
Pulled off in that brand new Range
Let the hoe give me brain, count money moving thangs
Back in my old school, with my old jewel
The hoe got hot, broke me off had to move
G four flyin', you know I got Slim
Baby fat baby know how I like them

[Hook x4]

[Verse 5: Rick Ross]
Its CMB, the money cash
Dont take checks, only money bags
We dope boys, the money fast
She love toys, she cummin' fast
She got the titty jar, the ass shots
Shet get your money, and she mad shocked
I'm in the stash house, where the cash at?
You broke niggas

[Verse 6: Birdman]
See I'm a uptown gangsta, got the game for some gangstas
Got the game cause we thinkin' we hittin' and we bankin'
Bitch bankin', wrestle why the sankin'
Took the niggas bitch, now we Rolls red minkin'
The big funds, nigga with them big guns
She like real niggas, so she got one
You know what I'm sayin'? bitch come and get some
Five star condo ocean view on one

[Hook x4]

 

[fox69]

"Pots And Pans"
(feat. J-Rock)

"Pots And Pans"
(feat. J-Rock)



[Intro]
This whudd I'm talkin' bout right here
Ross
Just make da shit work a while, my nigga
Triple C's

[J-Rock]
All I need is bakin soda, some pots and pans
Lil' ice up what I can
Chick at home sayin' I'm no good
Fuck dat I'm gettin' outta hood
All I need is bakin soda, some pots and pans
Lil' ice up what I can
Chick at home sayin' I'm no good
Fuck dat I'm gettin' outta hood

[Verse 1]
What started as a nickel rock
Took 22 months, now I'm trynna git a block
Fuck football I'm goin' down anotha path
Couldn't pass Da test, To tell da truth
I couldn't fuck with math
I did git a shcolaship, but I blew dat
Got high, got a ticket and I flew back
To da hell zone, most straps stand 20 shell toes
Git life on ya cell phone
Quarta ki box of soda, Ross whip dat
Career criminal fo' sho', Ross with dat
Had to pull my pants up
Boi git 'em brands up
Daddy got some cancer, I neva had da chance ta
Tell him all my plans ta, let em' fuck a danca
Smokin' weed in Amsta-Dam, with his grandson (Damn)
Why he passed on me (On me)
My last hommie (Hommie)
I went and bought a bird (Fuck)
I want some cash hommie

[J-Rock]
All I need is bakin soda, some pots and pans
Lil' ice up what I can
Chick at home sayin' I'm no good
Fuck dat I'm gettin' outta hood
All I need is bakin soda, some pots and pans
Lil' ice up what I can
Chick at home sayin' I'm no good
Fuck dat I'm gettin' outta hood

[Verse 2]
I neva wrote a nigga coat tail
Made her took a dope sell
Fuck it nigga, o wells
Smokin' on dat classified
Rollin' in dat Lac' of mine
Know my mind stay numb to da world half da time
Thinkin' bout Land Rover, damn near was fucked up
Found him in da trunk with anotha dude, fucked up
Da world fucked up, dat's why I'm fucked up
Don't git fucked up, fuck with me - you fucked up
Bitch I'ma ride (Ride), bitch I'ma die (Die)
When I holla 3-0-5, bitch - dat's on my life
Got a 40 in da car, a choppa in da crib
The grenades down da street, you gotta git it how you live (Triple C's)
I know niggas turn 1 into 2 and they do what they do
And boi 'em thangs move
Fishscale git da big mail
In da room full of work
In case they came when they inhale

[J-Rock]
All I need is bakin soda, some pots and pans
Lil' ice up what I can
Chick at home sayin' I'm no good
Fuck dat I'm gettin' outta hood
All I need is bakin soda, some pots and pans
Lil' ice up what I can
Chick at home sayin' I'm no good
Fuck dat I'm gettin' outta hood

[Verse 3]
It's time fo' me to cash in, laughin'
Like Martin in Aston, Martin
When I park it, I can see ya bitch heart-beat
So roll out da red carpet, roll up da purple shit
Black navigator flew
Gotta shut ya fuckin' mouth, don't ever take da smooth
Thinkin' of a greata way, to build a greata flow
I hope she got some great head, dat's how I grade a ho'
White Beamer in da hood shinin' like a star
Look this half a ki go to da club and I'ma buy da bar
Do it twice a week fuckin' bitches on da otha nites
Promise E-class we'll neva miss anotha fight
Hundred in da bag 5 birds I'ma grab
Turn em' into 8, keep me a clean half
Bakin soda in da work works wonderful
You see ya dreams come true cuz I'm da Truth

[J-Rock]
All I need is bakin soda, some pots and pans
Lil' ice up what I can
Chick at home sayin' I'm no good
Fuck dat I'm gettin' outta hood
All I need is bakin soda, some pots and pans
Lil' ice up what I can
Chick at home sayin' I'm no good
Fuck dat I'm gettin' outta hood

 

[fox69]

"Pray For Us"

"Pray For Us"



Come on let's pray

Dear Lord
Please forgive us for all the sins we have brought upon us
And look down upon us with forgiveness for all the sins we will have in the future
I know you understand that niggas ain't perfect
But we try, Lord
We try to keep our heads up in bad times
This is a bad time
Show us the way
And if You can't show us the way
Then forgive us for being lost

 

[fox69]

"Prayer"

"Prayer"


[Sniff Sniff]
Psalms 27 is my life and salvation whom shall I fear
(I Ain't Cryin' I Ain't Cryin')
'Cause I Have Sinned The Lord
Is The Structure Of My Life and Whom I Sow be Afraid and before I Wrap Up This Port Of Miami Emamies and (please Lord)
Some Foes Trying to Take My Fresh There's A lot Of My Brothers and Sisters that's Stumbling' Still That Wasn't Here
to That Wasn't Here to Watch This Come Past (Sniff Sniff Sniff) Lord Who That Is Cooping Against I Should Not
Fear Since I can't Do Shitthou Washer Rise Else I Will Say A Prayer (Aman) and This Ishou be Confert (Aman
Aman) This Is 12 Years In The Making No Side Deals with Satan I'm Dealin' with The Maker (Strate Up) A lot Of
Homies Ask what's A Prayer?
A Prayer Is What kept My Foucis 12 Years (12 Years)
A Prayer Is What Save I Sud Of Been Indited Now My Kids No Jay-Z (Sawn Carter)
A Prayer Is What Kept My Here When The Bullets Cut The Air I
Felt It and I Just Said A Prayer
A Prayer Is Like Medicines It Will Heal Wounds Ask Bush Vietern (Ask) Big
Holes In A Nigga Side Snug Nose 45homeboy

Just Close your Eyes Put your Hands together Bow your Head

[chorus:]
Keep Me Alive
Keep Me Out The Fedz
Gotta Bless The Kids
one for The Fam
for The dividend Dear Lord Here I Am So I Repant My Sins forgive Me
The Grapes On The Plate
The Tags On Their Feet
The Nice Mama Cried
I'm Thugging with The Fam
for The dividend Dear Lord Here

I Am I So to God (Ross)
I Did Some Things In The Past If I Cud Lord I Will Help you Bring 'Em Back (Please Lord) I (Ross) Feel Pain Man
It Ain't 'Cause I can't Speak That's why I Get So Many Songs I can't Sleep On It (Damn Man Damn Dog) Tattoos for
forgiveness (Cross) I Might Not Get But forgive Me (Laross) I'm Here and I'm Fighting Like A
Motherfucker (Motherfucker) Triple Cs excited Like A Motherfucker (Triple Cs) Say A Prayer Put The Weed In
The Air and Thank God Once Again for makin' Me A Millionaire (Aman Aman Aman) Thank God for Makin' Me A Millionaire
Put your Hands together Bow your Heads

[chorus]

I Am (Ross)
I Used to Get Sticks Of The Hoes Zonenow Back to Back Covers for The Ozone Jb (Ozone) Made The Magazine
Billboard Goin' Stongrolling In The Phanum with Motherfucking Rollin Stones (Stones Nigga) you Stuck with Me Thou
Thick and Thin Sitting Back Got your Mama Sitting In A Benz (Lord) Make you Damn Near Want to Cry Low 95 Stack Money
Like Homacide (Homacide) Blood Sed After Midnight (Midnight) Its Just Me and This We've Tryin' to Get Right (Trying
You all Right) Blood Sed After Midnight (Midnight Midnight) It's Just Ross Trying to Get Right (Just Trying to Get Right)
Put your Hands together (together) Bow your Heads

[chorus]

E I Am (Ross)

 

[fox69]

"Presidential"
(feat. Elijah Blake)

"Presidential"
(feat. Elijah Blake)



Get Money! Get Money!

Girl I think you're special
Strictly presidential

[Verse 1]
You know the crib on the water now
The Maybach stay watered down
Project niggas giving orders now
The gold presidential just to sport around
I'm from the era of fitted caps and rental cars
Dope pushers with ambition and pretty broads
Walking on Jewish marble, hand painted the ceiling
Happy Hanukkah nigga, it's a wonderful feeling
Got my seats on the wood, playas giving me gap
Lyor like how I move, want her right in my lap
I made a few mils, ain't mentioning Meek
Went and bought a new crib the weekend Wale released
Bitches, they keep coming
Bilie Jean thumping
I need to hear the trumpets, meaning machine gunning
I ain't missing nothing, got her sipping something
I could ship her something, you know that December coming

[Hook]
Cause that green is all you need
When you're a star baby, a star babe
We all dream of royalty
But that's who we are baby
All I ever need is girls and green

[Verse 2]
They see me leaning in some new shit
Now it's gold presidentials for the cruise ship
Threesomes, weed crumbs on the cruise ship
I'm a boss have you ass on a news clip
She a dime but she gotta be a cool bitch
Pony tail, red nails, still in school bitch
Needed some cash so she asked me could she move shit
Not a chance, whips got her talking foolish
I was skipping them classes, but I got me a master
I was gifted at math, always counted the fastest
Fishscale made me major profit margins
I'm a profit stuffing my pockets, you niggas starving
Lord forgive me for my sins, I'm with this pretty bitch
80 grand, rubber band for some silly shit
She on that Alexander Wang
Gold presidential Venus when I change the game

[Hook]
Cause that green is all you need
When you're a star baby, a star babe
We all dream of royalty
But that's who we are baby
All I ever need is girls and green

[Verse 3]
She wanna roll with a winner now
So I let her roll with the windows down
My nigga's up the road come and get it now
60-40 know we split it up the middle now
Shawty's said the word, I was talking that talk
Maybe link up in New York, that's awesome as fuck
I never been in love until I heard a beat
She never met a G until she heard of me
3rd floor projects, feel my point of view
Everything is number 2, that's when it come to you
Isabel Marant sneakers 'til the summer through
Fuck you on a yacht is what I wanna do
Baby girl got that wet wet
I repeat: wet wet
I'm the boss and I'm on that
White T, gold Rolex

[Hook]
Cause that green is all you need
When you're a star baby, a star babe
We all dream of royalty
But that's who we are baby
All I ever need is girls and green

Her shoe game remarkable
I feel solely responsible
I feel solely responsible

 

[fox69]

"Presidential (Remix)"
(feat. Pharell & Rockie Fresh)

"Presidential (Remix)"
(feat. Pharell & Rockie Fresh)



I do take it so I'm the shit
Just like a presidential I roll around
The time is ours, it's really ours
Take off the H, it's really ours
Get money

You know the crib on the water now
The Maybach stay watered down
Project niggas giving orders now
The gold presidential just to sport around
I'm from the era of fitted caps and rental cars
Dope pushers with ambition and pretty broads
Walking on Jewish marble, hand painted the ceiling
Happy Hanukkah nigga, it's a wonderful feeling
Got my seats on the wood, playas giving me gap
Lyor like how I move, want her right in my lap
I made a few mils, ain't mentioning Meek
Went and bought a new crib the weekend Wale released
Bitches, they keep coming
Bilie Jean thumping
I need to hear the trumpets, meaning machine gunning
I ain't missing nothing, got her sipping something
I could ship her something, you know that December coming

I do take it so I'm the shit
Just like a presidential I roll around
The time is ours, it's really ours
Take off the H, it's really ours

Put your Rollie in the sky and wave em high
Put your Rollie in the sky and wave em high
Put your Rollie in the sky and wave em high

I'm a young fly nigga, slap it for my era
I be touching hella bread like I'm working that pinera
Got a bad bitch with, good green with me
Travelling round the world but I'm coming from the city
Where Kanye did it, Lupe did it
Now Rockie Fresh is the next to get it
Fresh pair of Jordans in my right side, spit it
New gold Rollie, that was Rick Ross gifted
Playin in my mind, they dreamin about a time
when I get to try with Pharell like that will be dope as hell
I styled man verses, I'm making these rappers nervous
I love God but I can never work out the churches
I'm just blind, shake these purses
Running with the best set
Sweaty letter ground swimming in the wet wet
I keep er flying, in my bed is where she just sat
Smoking with my bitch, it's where I'm thinking about my next check

I do take it so I'm the shit
Just like a presidential I roll around
The time is ours, it's really ours
Take off the H, it's really ours

Put your Rollie in the sky and wave em high
Put your Rollie in the sky and wave em high
Put your Rollie in the sky and wave em high

They see me leaning in some new shit
Now it's gold presidentials for the cruise ship
Threesomes, weed crumbs on the cruise ship
I'm a boss have you ass on a news clip
She a dime but she gotta be a cool bitch
Pony tail, red nails, still in school bitch
Needed some cash so she asked me could she move shit
Not a chance, whips got her talking foolish
I was skipping them classes, but I got me a master
I was gifted at math, always counted the fastest
Fishscale made me major profit margins
I'm a profit stuffing my pockets, you niggas starving
Lord forgive me for my sins, I'm with this pretty bitch
80 grand, rubber band for some silly shit
She on that Alexandra Wang
Gold presidential Venus when I change the game

I do take it so I'm the shit
Just like a presidential I roll around
The time is ours, it's really ours
Take off the H, it's really ours

Put your Rollie in the sky and wave em high
Put your Rollie in the sky and wave em high
Put your Rollie in the sky and wave em high

She wanna roll with a winner now
So I let her roll with the windows down
My nigga's up the road come and get it now
60-40 know we split it up the middle now
Shawty's said the word, I was talking that talk
Maybe link up in New York, that's awesome as fuck
I never been in love until I heard a beat
She never met a G until she heard of me
3rd floor projects, feel my point of view
Everything is number 2, that's when it come to you
Isabel Mirant sneakers 'til the summer through
Fuck you on a yacht is what I wanna do
Baby girl got that wet wet
I repeat: wet wet
I'm the boss and I'm on that
White T, gold Rolex

I do take it so I'm the shit
Just like a presidential I roll around
The time is ours, it's really ours
Take off the H, it's really ours

I do take it so I'm the shit
Just like a presidential I roll around
The time is ours, it's really ours
Take off the H, it's really ours

Put your Rollie in the sky and wave em high
Put your Rollie in the sky and wave em high
Put your Rollie in the sky and wave em high

Her shoe game remarkable
I feel solely responsible
I feel solely responsible

 

[fox69]

"Push It"

"Push It"


Ross
(push it to the limit)

Port of miami (uhhh)
Importing the candy (uhhh)
Aint got nothign to lose (nah)
I'm just supporting my family
(push it to the limit)
Never traffic for fun (fun)
Only traffic for funds (funds)
All i seen is the sruggle (struggle)
Its like im trapped in this slum
(push it to the limit)
Niggas were badly paid
No water we barely bathed
Better be better days on the way
Thats on my daddy grave
(push it to the limit)
Im pushing the hard (hard)
Im pushing the soft (south)
If he pushin the white (lie)
He pushin for ross (ross)
I waited and waited (waited)
I dun ran outta patience (patience)
They hated and hated
Left em slow dancing with satin
(push it to the limit)
Fresh in my white tee
Mac eleven sware to god
I bought my first block
Broke it down and tore the block apart
(push it to the limit)

[CHORUS:]
I push and i push (push)
I ride and i ride (ride)
Tryna survive on 95
(push it to the limit)
Put it all on the line (line)
At the drop of a dime (dime)
I be pushin them whips (whips)
Yes, three at a time
(push it to the limit)
Im pushin it (push)
Im pushin it (push)
Im pushin it (push)
I gotta (push it to the limit)
Im pushin it (push)
Im pushin it (push)
Im pushin it (push)
I gotta (push it to the limit)

I handle dope like a vandle off the banana boat
Bananas and the rifles
No cameras im just a man alone
(push it to the limit)
I paid dues my moves done made news
Im smooth my suede shoes
They new like ray-cial's
(push it to the limit)
Nobody used to speak (speak)
Now everybody wave (wave)
You dunk your mamma house (house)
You set your sister straight (straight)
(push it to the limit)
Im building a dream (dream)
With elevators in it
Tell who made the linen
No gators got on my hater vision
(push it to the limit)
I see ya, i see ya suckas (suckas)
I see ya clear (clear)
I know you see me in that phantom
Whiter then vaneers
(push it to the limit)
Allergic to broke (broke)
Determined to blow (blow)
On the boat we hit the work n detergent and soap (uhhh)
(push it to the limit)
We ship em from haiti
They be whipping em daily
Let it dry let it dry time to whip a mercedes
(push it to the limit)
Im changin my range (ross)
Here to rain you parade (parade)
You gotta push it to the limit
If you wanna be paid

[CHORUS]

We started minute
The money matured
My money secured
I got moneys in europe
(push it to the limit)
My bundles be pure
Cost like a hundred a pour
The world is yours
Hundred million and more
(push it to the limit)
Now i run the streets (ross)
They all mine (ross)
Twleve years over due
Call it due time
(push it to the limit)
I told you never roll on the soul of a soldier (uhhh)
You never know that dishwasher may be a beholder
(push it to the limit)
Who ever thought that fat girl would grow into Opra (uhhh)
Or that boy Rick Ross will be moldin the culture
(push it to the limit)
I push and i push (push)
We breakin the mold (mold)
We push and we push (push)
We breaking the hold

[CHORUS]

 

[fox69]

"Quintessential"
(feat. Snoop Dogg)

"Quintessential"
(feat. Snoop Dogg)



[Verse 1 - Rick Ross:]
My paint wet, my bitch bad
Straight mastermind, yo' rich ass
My cup full, full of that pink shit
So shut your fuckin' mouth, fuck all that weak shit
This MMG shit, MMG shit
She fuck my whole squad, she MMG bitch
Just got that G-Wagon, I'm just so innovative
We came for the money bags, so fuck your invitations
This calls for a celebration, Bel-Air celebration
60 hoes in the basement, nigga covered all the bases
Jabbar gave me a quarter, I sold it on the 1st
I took it to my mama, "here go get what you deserve"
Mob ties, Genovese
Money trains, centerpiece
We started at the bottom, until I got a bird
I pull that pussy card, that was all ya heard
Haan, haan, haan

[Hook - Snoop Dogg & Rick Ross:]
My whole life been based on that pimp shit
Haan
No movie, just money, real pimp shit
Haan
More cities, more bitches, real slick shit
Haan
My Maybach it matches my outfit
That pimp shit

[Verse 2 - Snoop Dogg:]
Keeping my tool, this shit so cool
Rule number one, ain't no rule
Swallow my lines, follow my grind
Rich white bitch with a bottle of whine
Word to the wise, word to mine
Bird a fly, certified, murder eye, dirty die
Never had black but she heard of my
D O Dub, I done it all, 20 years I bang a ball
91 I had a Lexus nigga
Ate seafood for breakfast nigga
Caught a few cases in Texas nigga
Do kushups 'til my chest get bigger
I press a nigga 'til I get it all
Real shit bitch I really do ball
I am the west to y'all
Taught y'all how to invest in ball
Best of all, took it on a chest for y'all
That's why I get more than the rest of y'all
It's bad enough I entertain
Add it up, gangbang
Gat 'em up, slang cane
Bag it up, same thang

[Hook]

[Outro - Snoop Dogg & Rick Ross:]
Titty one, titty two
Haan
See these are essentials, essentially speaking quintessentials
Haan
I bang it all, I dust it all, I smoke with all my dawgs
I bang it all, I dust it all, I smoke with all my dawgs
My paint wet, my feet chrome
Fuck boys hey, but they sing along
The real niggas admire
Success makes you inspire
Nigga came from the jets, I just hired a pilot
Bitches feeding me fruit

 

[fox69]

"Reppin' My City"
(feat. Brisco)

"Reppin' My City"
(feat. Brisco)



[CHORUS x2]
I be reppin my city I be reppin my city
I be reppin my city
I be reppin my city er er er'y night
I be reppin my city
I be reppin my city
I be reppin my city - no one can do it better

[Rick Ross:]
Let the top back on the Chevy
Then I crank up the boom
Smellin Issey Miyake
Soon as I step in the room
Hundred thousand in jewels
Thats a whole lotta moves
So what's a soldier to do
Standin in his bloody boots
Yea I'm fresh outta boot camp
Ain't gotta food stamp
Counterfeit bills will get you killed
Now where the goons at
It's poppin in Opalocka, floppin dem candy paints
Chrome Daytons, 12 pack of 12s in the seven trey
Still hustle everyday, Dade County be the place
Get murdered for a burger with a nickle-plated burner
Still burnin rubber, bustin rubbers
And these bitches under cover
Tell the truth I ain't a lover
But I fuck her like I love her Boss...

[CHORUS x2]

I be reppin my city
I be grippin dem cities
I be flippin dem pennies
Turn em to good and plenty
I be strokin that pussy
I be smokin that kushie
I be flippin dem flounders
They be huntin my bounty
I'm the face of the hood
Every place in the hood
Triple C's in there
Come get a taste of my hood
I'm da captain of the corner
Khaki's and Coronas
Now we gotta show em
So lets patch em up and blow em
Now, blow the dice, shake em
Roll em, don't throw em
Hand clap, where its at
Nigga show me somethin
Out in Sixy, Opalock, overtime, city buy
You know how we get it Don
Nigga, thats how I bet a thou
Project Poe, I'm the project hoe
That means, everytime I talk, the projects spoke
And we in the same struggle
So the projects know
Gotta million dollar profit
Singin project notes
Just know...

[CHORUS x2]

(this what I'm talkin bout right here Poe...)
Wherever I'm at I'm good nigga, hood nigga
First sign of problems, eliminate
Wish a nigga would act
Like he can't have rappers slip out the boroughs
Rosero? with the word, roses hit your mirror?
Cartel representas, center of the war zone
Super cats on the coupe, cover of the whole zone
Catch me in the Source, double XL rated
Next to million dollar Nextel
Workin, ain't trippin other checks now
Super sells, so the pussy's platinum
Back to the basics
You in danger at 16 with the beam
One in the chamber aimed at that 0 7
Got the chopper close by
Head bussa from the Bronx
Rep my city every night
Hundred thousand worth of ice
Tight work, boy thats life work
Crystal clear starin make your eyes hurt
Time for the new breed, Triple C
Custom cars and cycles
Psycho path for my math
Put my hand on the pipe torch

[CHORUS x2]

[Brisco:]
I be reppin my city
I be reppin my block
I be reppin my hood
I be reppin the locks
Welcome to dade county
This the bottom of the beaker
Where the beach is sexy blue
And the cocaine cheaper
High nine five nigga, let me ride
I'm in that dolphin-colored S5
Fire, look at me, I'm
Bouncin with that chick
Got the grill out my left fold
See how now I live
Call me Mr. Stephon
I gotta plush seat from Ingo P
Just know I rep my city thru Miami's E
Yea, I'm Miami's Baby....
Brisco to Opalocka, goon come save me....

[CHORUS x2]

 

[fox69]

"Retrosuperfuture"
(feat. Wiz Khalifa)

"Retrosuperfuture"
(feat. Wiz Khalifa)



[Rick Ross - Verse 1]
The minute I wake up I gotta get high
The homies we found us a way to get by
Lets call us some bitches and have a good time
A lot of bottles of Vodka as we forget time
Lets clean up the Chevy so we can ride by
Quick piece of pussy call it a drive by
I’ma slide by sippin on that high life
and my slippers jack triple where my five light
as a all-star I made so many highlights
touchdown field goal this my night
she the wild type ready for the wild night
are you the buy type, hangin at the bar type
I hope you are ’cause that mean a player all right
smokin like a Taylor so the paper is all white
tryna to land a plane baby are you really gain
back to the future me and Wiz got this thing sayin’

[Chorus - Wiz Khalifa]
I stay high while ya’ll stay low
tryna tell me ’bout the smell I know
but I stay red form all that smoke
the weeds with me everywhere I go
and ya’ll can roll, woah woah woah woah woah woah woah oh oh oh
and ya’ll can roll, woah woah woah woah woah woah woah oh oh oh
and ya’ll can roll,

[Rick Ross - Verse 2]
I got yo girl diggin all in my ash tray
dickin her down for the few past days
she asked the name of my sneakers, are they designer?
shawty green as the reefer even the grinder
fuckin like its a porn in my recliner
lookin straight in the eyes, they show vagina
shes a lair but damn she does it well
we on fire imagine what it’ll sell
all my homies are people that I admire
small click of real niggas smokin that fire
holdin’ my dick until the day that I expire
we and Wiz in the benz gettin’ higher

[Chorus - Wiz Khalifa]

[Rick Ross - Verse 3]
I’m in the right pair of Nike Airs
from gravel to marble I travel light years
I'm like chyea I'ma chill right chea
like the Mack 11 on me nigga no fear
skateboard aboard to PanAmerica
I make more abroad than in America
waitin’ for the day Bob rose from the dead
in HD as I take an ounce to the head

[Chorus - Wiz Khalifa]