A month ago, I gave a chick a hundred stacks
Straight to Neiman Marcus, young b**** had a heart attack
Aw man, I love my b****es
Bottles, Beamers, Brand New Benz's
Barbies, ballerina's and Britney's
Barbera Streisand edition Bentleys
Bricks, big face hundreds in bundles
Boy, I'm a boss, I rose from the jungles
God forgives and these killers won't
In a room full of heathens, good n****s die alone
Better start taking notes as I'm taking tokes
The hood wanna see you die and they taking votes
My vision always mentioned coke
My women never sit in coach
Aww man, I love my b****es
Tongue kissin' a dark skinneded vixen
50, 60 racks, I might go blow 100 though
Jet owner, G5, where you wanna go?
F*** your ex's baby, really, that's your past?
Load up your carry-on's and all it is is cash
[Chorus: x2]
Aw man, I love my b****es
Aw man, I love my b****es
Aw man, I love my b****es
East coast to West coast, all my b****es
Tryna' bring you into my world, baby
Just stand there, You the canvas, I'mma paint the picture
You never met another n****, you know, f*** it, take it
Am I really just a narcissist
Cause I wake up to a bowl of Lobster bisque?
And I wake up on some mobbin' s***
With a great view and half my n****s swappin' bricks
It's just a way of life
For the king of diamonds, so I gotta stay tonight
50 cash in the Louis for the chicken wings
Started in a neighborhood and now we on to bigger things
Large clique of my constituents
Combination to the safe, straight to the Benjamins
Living life to the fullest was the emphasis
Making love to Mary J's "Reminisce"
[Chorus]
It was all good just a week ago
Paper tag on the Panamera, my speakers blow
My b**** sittin' cute, she left her panties home
Suckin' the dick of the don, I'm talking Miami's own
Money like (LeBron James), money like (Dwyane Wade)
(Play it right) peelin' two off the dealership in the same day
(Say it right) paid like Mark Clayton, Mark Duper
Soon as n****'s start hatin', start shootin'
Come along, money longer than Olajuwan's
Lotta one's, all the b****es gotta model one's
Tongue pierced, dick sucked, said "I swallowed once"
50 million, I'm the only one that got it done
[Chorus]
Aw man
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A month ago, I gave a chick a hundred stacks
Straight to Neiman Marcus, young b**** had a heart attack
Aw man, I love my b****es
Bottles, Beamers, Brand New Benz's
Barbies, ballerina's and Britney's
Barbera Streisand edition Bentleys
Bricks, big face hundreds in bundles
Boy, I'm a boss, I rose from the jungles
God forgives and these killers won't
In a room full of heathens, good n****s die alone
Better start taking notes as I'm taking tokes
The hood wanna see you die and they taking votes
My vision always mentioned coke
My women never sit in coach
Aww man, I love my b****es
Tongue kissin' a dark skinneded vixen
50, 60 racks, I might go blow 100 though
Jet owner, G5, where you wanna go?
F*** your ex's baby, really, that's your past?
Load up your carry-on's and all it is is cash
[Chorus: x2]
Aw man, I love my b****es
Aw man, I love my b****es
Aw man, I love my b****es
East coast to West coast, all my b****es
Tryna' bring you into my world, baby
Just stand there, You the canvas, I'mma paint the picture
You never met another n****, you know, f*** it, take it
Am I really just a narcissist
Cause I wake up to a bowl of Lobster bisque?
And I wake up on some mobbin' s***
With a great view and half my n****s swappin' bricks
It's just a way of life
For the king of diamonds, so I gotta stay tonight
50 cash in the Louis for the chicken wings
Started in a neighborhood and now we on to bigger things
Large clique of my constituents
Combination to the safe, straight to the Benjamins
Living life to the fullest was the emphasis
Making love to Mary J's "Reminisce"
[Chorus]
It was all good just a week ago
Paper tag on the Panamera, my speakers blow
My b**** sittin' cute, she left her panties home
Suckin' the dick of the don, I'm talking Miami's own
Money like (LeBron James), money like (Dwyane Wade)
(Play it right) peelin' two off the dealership in the same day
(Say it right) paid like Mark Clayton, Mark Duper
Soon as n****'s start hatin', start shootin'
Come along, money longer than Olajuwan's
Lotta one's, all the b****es gotta model one's
Tongue pierced, dick sucked, said "I swallowed once"
50 million, I'm the only one that got it done
[Chorus]
Aw man
Straight to Neiman Marcus, young b**** had a heart attack
Aw man, I love my b****es
Bottles, Beamers, Brand New Benz's
Barbies, ballerina's and Britney's
Barbera Streisand edition Bentleys
Bricks, big face hundreds in bundles
Boy, I'm a boss, I rose from the jungles
God forgives and these killers won't
In a room full of heathens, good n****s die alone
Better start taking notes as I'm taking tokes
The hood wanna see you die and they taking votes
My vision always mentioned coke
My women never sit in coach
Aww man, I love my b****es
Tongue kissin' a dark skinneded vixen
50, 60 racks, I might go blow 100 though
Jet owner, G5, where you wanna go?
F*** your ex's baby, really, that's your past?
Load up your carry-on's and all it is is cash
[Chorus: x2]
Aw man, I love my b****es
Aw man, I love my b****es
Aw man, I love my b****es
East coast to West coast, all my b****es
Tryna' bring you into my world, baby
Just stand there, You the canvas, I'mma paint the picture
You never met another n****, you know, f*** it, take it
Am I really just a narcissist
Cause I wake up to a bowl of Lobster bisque?
And I wake up on some mobbin' s***
With a great view and half my n****s swappin' bricks
It's just a way of life
For the king of diamonds, so I gotta stay tonight
50 cash in the Louis for the chicken wings
Started in a neighborhood and now we on to bigger things
Large clique of my constituents
Combination to the safe, straight to the Benjamins
Living life to the fullest was the emphasis
Making love to Mary J's "Reminisce"
[Chorus]
It was all good just a week ago
Paper tag on the Panamera, my speakers blow
My b**** sittin' cute, she left her panties home
Suckin' the dick of the don, I'm talking Miami's own
Money like (LeBron James), money like (Dwyane Wade)
(Play it right) peelin' two off the dealership in the same day
(Say it right) paid like Mark Clayton, Mark Duper
Soon as n****'s start hatin', start shootin'
Come along, money longer than Olajuwan's
Lotta one's, all the b****es gotta model one's
Tongue pierced, dick sucked, said "I swallowed once"
50 million, I'm the only one that got it done
[Chorus]
Aw man
Writer: JUSTIN SMITH, RICK ROSS
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing