Rick Ross

Rick Ross - Rich Off Cocaine lyrics

rate me

This is mafia music

And a maybach that is

Had to take it Deeper Than Rap baby

Boss

The last bird flew the coup

I lose the roof

Ain't nothin but the wind in my hair

I'm not bullet proof, I'm fully proof

That you can make it here

All that livin' fast

It ain't got to last

Now I can't slow it down

Because I'm sittin on top of the world and I'm not comin' down

Burnin' butter got it smellin' like it's butterscotch

Every bird boss take it to another notch

Bitch I'm busy baby go and suck anotha cock

Fuck a hater make me throw away another glock

Money in the mansion, yayo in another spot

Guns in the attik mama help me put 'em up

She'll pull 'em down, tell you quick to hit 'em up

Load a hundred rounds, bring it back she'll fill it up

Like the time when them niggas payed us counterfiet

He count chips but that trick may have got 'em flip

We ain't playin man slang for them dollar bills

Quarter million for the chain help the collar chill

Miami nights,

I'm livin' the life

Because I'm rich off cocaine

Because I'm rich off cocaine

The last bird flew the coup

I lose the roof

Ain't nothin but the wind in my hair

I'm not bullet proof, I'm fully proof

That you can make it here

All that livin' fast

It ain't got to last

Now I can't slow it down

Because I'm sittin on top of the world and I'm not comin' down

How you seen a kilo started at a eight ball

First 48 to homicide ain't soft

Comin' from where hoes fuck ya for your paint job

Catch a case and daddy let you know you can't call

Coppin' 20 ki's gotta be finicky

I got a tendency to send 'em up to Tennessee

Black Infinity to condo right on Venice Beach

I watch 'em snort a powder all while I'm chillin' sippin tea

Lemons and honey, millions and money

Gucci, Louis Vuitton, specifically homey

My women imported, I'm neva extorted

I'm very important, 20 grand for the mortgage

Miami nights,

I'm livin the life

Because I'm rich off cocaine

Because I'm rich off cocaine

The last bird flew the coup

I lose the roof

Ain't nothin but the wind in my hair

I'm not bullet proof, I'm fully proof

That you can make it here

All that livin' fast

It ain't got to last

Now I can't slow it down

Because I'm sittin on top of the world and I'm not comin' down

Baby mamas I hate 'em

They just want you to pay 'em

I'm in love with my babies

Maybe mad that I'm famous

Don't be raisin' your voice

That's another retainer

Know you missin' a nigga

Know you missin' that anal

Know you missin' that Prada

How we did the regatta

She miss callin' me daddy

Daddy drippin' in dollars

Daddy did it in Vegas

Yeah I gotta connect

I get em ten a piece as long as I keep it correct

Vacation to Haiti

It nearly broke my heart

Seein' kids starve I thought about my Audemar

Sellin dope ain't right

I put it on my life

Chickens put me in position to donate the rice

Miami nights,

I'm livin the life

Because I'm rich off cocaine

Because I'm rich off cocaine

The last bird flew the coup

I lose the roof

Ain't nothin but the wind in my hair

I'm not bullet proof, I'm fully proof

That you can make it here

All that livin' fast

It ain't got to last

Now I can't slow it down

Because I'm sittin on top of the world and I'm not comin' down

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