Rick Ross - 30 For 30 (Remix) lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

Good news, they just let me out house arrest

So get the beat shouts ready, yeah!

Cuz this sum' special

Young Rozell... Young Rozell!

Uh!

(Verse)

Write you niggas' rhymes, they should call me Ghostface

Barely take my time, I'm just tryna motivate

Moving up to co-sign for my first apartment

True enough, I fuck around, but I shoot regardless

Carter on the campus got me enrolling in college

Gold Rollie, pro lo'getter, wardrobe ova scholar

We used to smoke weed on the PS3

And now I pop perks with the codeine

See a thing, she a senior on the drill team

Graduated all honors, she the real thing

Told her I would cop her all designer gear

Straight to the mall when the wire clear

LA read'em but I still call 'em back to back

Twenty mill, new deal, and that's after tax

Can't rap with a nigga who ain't got a rap

It ain't trap music if you never had to trap

Don't ask 'bout it if you can't handle the facts

My whole rap style built for the counter-attacks

Late night walks on the beach, tho

Fuck her legs in the AM, lick her knees too

Red sneaks, you want the sushi with the misho

Less'a Belaire rose, I keep the weed rolled

Chauffeur's always toll and you the key code

Park Plaza condo look like a casino

She asked what I use for the sex drive

I'mma have her coming tools in the next time

Fuck 'er till her mouth dry, I need a rest break

You'll be right back on my dick by the next tape

Rozell!

Thanks to Mike Love for correcting these lyrics