Rick Ross - Deep Lyrics

Your crazy is what IÂ’m feelinÂ’
Your style is what IÂ’m digginÂ’
Girl letÂ’s get personal
I need it deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
I need it deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep

I ride slow like a old nigga
All gold like a dope dealer
I throwing cash like a go willer
Hold your head high with no nigga
Dig cash, lied it with old fox
Dush pock Â…with your own whores
Hold a new forty five, smoke a hole dope
Hole wide shay, having wild cope
Streets call and they call it automatic
Whole hood know what your murder bout
Ship Â…popping but it ainÂ’t safe
Niggas come and telling, coming home at the same day

Your crazy is what IÂ’m feelinÂ’
Your style is what IÂ’m digginÂ’
Girl letÂ’s get personal
I need it deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
I need it deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep

Come kick it with a nigga, fly more then I drive
Getting from the supply, if I wanted so bad, that pussy sheÂ’ll stay tonight
She ainÂ’t even like smoke
Now he wanna roll up her own joint
Or packing her new jint Â…lil make the room start spilling Â…
Even thou a lot of nigga probably in the area
IÂ’mma put you on some you ainÂ’t hear it like this before
IÂ’mma do you how you want it, let me see you jump on that
Like you wanna rock a dick before

Your crazy is what IÂ’m feelinÂ’
Your style is what IÂ’m digginÂ’
Girl letÂ’s get personal
I need it deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
I need it deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep

No lie, no lie
No lie, no lie give it all to my real nigga

Your crazy is what IÂ’m feelinÂ’
Your style is what IÂ’m digginÂ’
Girl letÂ’s get personal
I need it deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
I need it deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
 

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