Rick Ross

Rick Ross - Perfectionist

rate me

Plus who want in necessity, father never corrected me

Streets showed me no sympathy, automo my accessory, huh

Never accurate, I'm aiming at your Acura, yeah

Heart rate accelerate on other amateurs

And I murder anything in my perimeter

If they disrespect us we slide on them like a bastard

Dodging fat cameras, balling like fucking stamina

Black dawn numbers, I graduated the mansion

Bricks in the Maybach, bricks in the Escalade

Bricks on … we got bricks in the bay

San Fran bricks got bricks in L.A.

Publisher wash the money, I got bricks on this plane

And my nigger brick on his way, just to the time for brick out of yey

I'm switching out my bricks like my kicks with my legs

Rule number one, never keep them bricks where you stay

All my women photogenic they never depreciate

Pop up in the city, you strictly about to …

Quarters to half's on my road to the riches

All real niggers just playing different positions

Cross can be the quarter back, I'ma run his quarter back

First try to intercept a nigger like a quarter back

Make a nigger pay a couple … to get his daughter back

Get the dirty money clean it all up at the laundry mat

I'm allergic to failure heroin parafine …

Frank Lucas first at the fight … the ball like Mayweather

Don King at the register, I stack chatter, is etcetera, etcetera

I'm addicted to women, pretty women who spin it

Fair … a nigger starting to feel it

D.A. label me menace, mama call me a king

so therefor I'm dropping soon like Tyson was in the ring

Coca-Cola minx, canary yellow stones, I'ma stunt if it means I gotta break a bone

Me and … in the hood on chrome, double mg and we 20 million strong

No matter it it's … cause it's all black

I'm in this 911 Porsche with a …, no roof, fresh out the car lot

And we don't call cops nigger, we just call shots

Fuck the competition I bury the cockroaches

Thank when you see what I pull about the roaster

Can't even breather, remember what yo mama told ya

We the real g's and the real pay soldiers

So if you nigger scared, call the feds up

We taking over I'm just giving niggers heads up

We shoot them down, just to let them know we dead up

8 figure nigger, tell the label, get our bread up

mg, bitch, Maybach music, we just do shit like this for no reason

Maybach music, no … no path flow, ...Maybach music.<br />

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Thanks to Andrei

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