Rick Ross

Rick Ross - High Definition

rate me

[Verse 1]

I can talk about the bodies, I could tell you ’bout the killin’

Duct taping niggas in the name of drug dealin’

Big body Benzes while the b!tch niggas starve

Turtleneck Mercedes blowin’ smoke up out the top

Time to talk about the money, I can tell you ’bout a profit

Ocean front spot moving niggas out the projects

Diamonds on my neck call it the ghetto’s guillotine

F-ckin’ with them jewelers nigga lit up like a screen, HD

Look at me ballin’ I’m talkin’ high definition

F-ckin’ up six digits, boy that’s just my definition

Niggas gotta get murked but I’m just minding my business

Bought three Range Rovers dolo, so f-ck Expedition

On the road to the riches until I’m paid in full

And the Lord is my witness, I got AK to pull

These niggas full of shit, my niggas moving bricks

I could front you fifty, but you gotta move ‘em quick, my moolah thick

[Hook]

Went and got me a choppa to put it right in ya face

Better blow out your brains before you give me a case

Got the forty by my d!ck I keep on pissin’ on the hammer

When they talkin’ slick I double back with that banana

High definition I’m stacking money to the ceilin’

F-ck my whole feelings

Look here, it’s time to make a killin’

Got a hundred silent niggas and they feigning for a million

High definition b!tches, my life a motion picture

[Verse 2]

I could talk about the b!tches, I could tell you ’bout the bricks

Pull up in the Bentley I could pop up in the six

Helicopter rides I can sit it on the club

Sound of the propeller had my young b!tch busting nuts

Niggas wanna crack jokes just to get close to me

Hope you know that I’m strapped like I supposed to be

Put a number on your helmet like it’s Notre Dame

5 grand’ll get you whacked, won’t even know your name

Road to the riches until I’m paid in full

And the Lord is my witness we making major moves

God forgives and I don’t, I got it tatted in my skin

I’m going straight to hell that’s if ballin’ is a sin

Crucifix on my neck I pray it never melt

Pacquiao purse, boy I took another belt

Take a seat, I’m undefeated in this art of war

Rest in peace to the p-ssies, it’s time to Scar some more

[Hook]

Went and got me a choppa to put it right in ya face

Better blow out your brains before you give me a case

Got the forty by my d!ck I keep on pissin’ on the hammer

When they talkin’ slick I double back with that banana

High definition I’m stacking money to the ceilin’

F-ck my whole feelings

Look here, it’s time to make a killin’

Got a hundred silent niggas and they feigning for a million

High definition b!tches, my life a motion picture

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