Rick Ross - Oil Money Gang Lyrics

[Intro:]
Uh, Mastermind, huh
ItÂ’s going further, my nigga
It ain't even about being a dope boy, my nigga
We talking oil money, oil money, yeah!

It's amazing to be alive when niggas wants you to die
Mad at every check you deposit, I see it all in their eyes
I'mma stunt harder, I'mma shop more
Black bell boy, Persian rugs at the door.
Giving niggas jobs, living like the mob
A scotch in the soda anastasia.com
People talking about me, say I got a body
Or are they mad at me that the house got a lobby?
Big four fifthsÂ… at the boat split
Tip toeing through the city, AlvinÂ…. with a brick
Setting new milestones, getting my style on
Down in coconut Â… where niggas don't smile long
City full of barbarians, wet you like an Aquarius
Only beautiful bitches, they tell me the more the merrier.
Fascinate faces, now it's top jewelers
Pina colada Â…bleau on a Tuesday
Got the Desert Eagle up in Fred Segal
Only fat nigga in vintage Moschino
Attempted murder, I refuse to exile,
So it's club LIV til I'm ex-ed out.
A gold casket my final request
Banging at ‘em like my child they want molest
Therefore I pray I live a hundred years
Be a crutch for my kids all through their wonder years.
(Shit!) Oil money fuck up a hundred mil
That's just a yacht and a crib, nigga dying to live
Champagne, spilling the opulence, side bitches remain anonymous!
Got a condo on Collins, another on Sunny Island
Makin sure you get around cause these niggas will gun you down
Got my daughter a Fendi purse and I took her to Disney World
All I give her is game, digesting my every word
Tired and chartered a plane, oil money the game
Classics stay on my feet, Double M on my chain (Maybach music)
All I think is about oil money
These niggas barely getting tour money (tour money, money)

It's gonna be Â…, it's gonna beÂ…
Don't even worry 'bout nothing!
You know? Gonna talk that shit for a minute,
Put the dutch out, light a Cuban up,
Dime the lights if you want,
Cause we already shining
You know? Yeah!

Trying get a grip, but you just can't clutch it
When the money is in the circle, the squares can't touch it.
Reaping the benefits from the years that we suffered
If they donÂ’t know nothing else, they know I'm not to be fucked with.
Chilling on the deck, brainstorming on the check
You don't see the bigger picture, you just see the silhouette,
Keep your hoe still before I nail her!
Money on my mind while I hold still for the tailor
Three men Â…., I dump it off to the trailer
If the pack too loud, dump it off with the sealer.
Cause we pop bottles, have the shots of the tequila
Might see me and some you can't cop from the dealer.
Probably gonna rang, Â…
Work coming in, I sit on some and sell half.
Made it to the top over night, that's why you fell fast
Best head I got in my life, for a Channel bag..
This is heaven on Earth shit, give me my hell pass!
Niggas trying copy my style, but they don't sell swag
No, vacationing on in the Maldives
Room service come to you on a boat,
Child please, don't get me confused though, cause I'll squeeze
Niggas know I get huge dough and wild kids.
I will forever cash in (ever)
Oil money mean the wealth's everlasting (lasting, lasting)
What?
 

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