Rick Ross

Rick Ross - The Transporter

rate me

One time for the n-ggas that’s huggin’ the block

Two times for the boys thats bubblin’ rock

Three times for the G’s including myself

Four times for the brothers that’s reachin’ the wealth

Five times for the hustle I taught it myself

Transporter I bought it myself

I bought it myself

N-ggas major, taylor who’s? the newest gators

Gangsta, I’m muthaf-ckin’ Albert Anastasia

Michael Corleone, presidential Rolly on

Net worth unknown, closet full of Skull and Bones

Silver spurs come his and hers, just live and learn

Snipers on the roof’s for troops, that’s for whom it concern’s

Applaud the whore’s abroad awaiting my return

Resurrected like Machiavelli, pray my soul burns

Sole supplier for cocaine in southern states

sending sack city to city, be back in a couple days

Don’t get me started, I make triple in fickle markets

My profit margin’ll have all you local n-ggas starvin’

[Chorus:]

One time for the n-ggas who huggin’ the block

Two times for the boys who bubblin’ rock

Three times for my brothers who reachin’ the wealth

Four times for the G’s including myself

Thinking back when a n-gga never had a quarter

Much love for the b-tches wearing something shorter

Five times for the trap, got a n-gga ballin’

But I gotta take my hat off to the Transporter

When I’m looking for a certain feeling, gotta hit it raw

Look up to my ceiling ladies, chandeliers galore

Look into my closet then you know I love couture

Even more shoe collection too fly for the f-cking floor

Shelves, Louis V in shelves

Shoot the f-cking stylist we gonna find this shit ourselves

Audio mar was designed by Swizz Beatz

Black face black ben on stitching is a beast

They say the least I am extraordinary

Transporter yeah I bought it, yeah pistols in the air

Sole supplier for cocaine in southern states

sending sack city to city, back in a couple days

Don’t get me started, I make triple in fickle markets

My profit margin I’ll have all these local n-ggas starvin’

I got the thangs, I’mma tell ya once

Better have your money right, you won’t see me for months

[Chous:]

One time for the n-ggas who huggin’ the block

Two times for the boys who bubblin’ rock

Three times for my brothers who reachin’ the wealth

Four times for the G’s including myself

Thinking back when a n-gga never had a quarter

Much love for the b-tches wearing something shorter

Five times for the trap, got a n-gga ballin’

But I gotta take my hat off to the Transporter

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we're gonna have this money forever <br />

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Thanks to adrianna

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