Rick Ross

Rick Ross - Oil Money Gang

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[Intro:]

Uh, Mastermind, huh

It’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 fifths… at the boat split

Tip toeing through the city, Alvin…. with a brick

Setting new milestones, getting my style on

Down in coconut … 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 …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 …, it's gonna be…

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 don’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 …., 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, …

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)

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