NAS, OMARION, RICK ROSS, WALE

NAS, OMARION, RICK ROSS, WALE - This Thing Of Ours lyrics

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{M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music}Ugh, ugh, ugh[Rick Ross]Sometimes I get so fuckin paranoidReminiscin on how them bricks keep goin back and forthI ask the lord for everything I lack and moreLast thing on my mind was slammin Caddy doorsI just made up my mind, I'm grindin like a bossDedicated our lives, sacrifices we lostFatal mistakes, talkin laws of attractionThe paper I'm makin, I upgraded my fashionEverything tailor made, floss is my passionLoyalty came first, number one rule in the factionFollow my actions, came in at oh-sixPlanted my flag bitch I'm takin no shitI toted them toolies, I bullied the bulliesI made a few hits, my bank account JewishYou niggaz is minor, the money manureI'm thinking like Heinman, Godfather the 4thIt was never filmed, therefore never seenIt was never him, that's what these haters screamI wrote the script, I was sippin leanNow meet the myth, I brought along my triple beam[Chorus: Omarion]This thing of oursIt's a mafiosoYou ain't never know thoughNever gon' know soNo never, no never, no neverNo, no, no, no[Wale]This reefer the sweetest, got me thinkin much deeperThey don't rap for a reason, this is rather convenientSpend money with my team, made my money from hustleWomen love you for free, niggaz hate you for nothinNever hate you in public, but they let they eyes tell itAin't even 5'11", what the fuck you got scared of?I'm a loose cannon, screws damagedAnd I do think hip-hop music needs some newer standardsHardest working conglomerate, and that's word to my mommaGetting up in they mental, get 'em outta they garmentsAdamantly comin at whoever call up for dramaJust know that D.C., Philly, Ohio, Miami got usPrivate jet over water, now Dietrich got no barberI see feds, I go that way~! That DMV shit saw usWhen you young and you black, they see you as a targetSo before them foamposites get your lawyers in order[Chorus][Nas]The Don of all Dons, since you wanna call me somethinAll of a sudden, niggaz ball and stuntin, y'all just started pullin onHow riders pull your car, ya spinelessWhere your heart? I know where mine isA don is one who accept things he cannot changeOnly thing I accept I cannot change is gettin old and dyinGold medallion, over my son chestHe'll hold it down when I sunsetWhat does death mean to me? I never owned the conceptI was here - I'm just a spirit, let's get one thing clearEverything segues into each otherOne thing is just an extension of the otherMy kid to me, I am my children through historyOf stand up men and stand up womenI am existin I was conceived to break bread with kings, and make connectionsWe haven't met yet? My reputation you've stuck withUntil we have our formal introduction that's enoughBut every male is not a manSo some of those that will hold out they hand won't understand, this thing of ours[Chorus]{M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music} {*2X*}

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