Rick Ross
Rick Ross - Triple Platinum lyrics
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You understand? "When I get to heaven, I'll see my grandmother there. She'll say 'Great God almighty, here come my child! He must've got here by prayer.' Did y'all hear that? That's what my grandmother'll say. She'll say, 'Great God almighty, here come my boy! He musta got here by prayer.'" Versace drawers, like I'm triple platinum Forty cars, like I'm triple platinum Double R's on the gates, like I'm triple platinum Shows cost a hundred, like I'm triple platinum Triple platinum, Triple platinum, Triple platinum Me and HOV back and forth, like I'm triple platinum Triple platinum, I'm out in Kons, Club Gartha Double R's on the gates, like I'm triple platinum Couple pawns in the lake the couch is in the plastic Had a phone call with Drake so we could fix the madness Time for the real niggas just to really cash in Murals of Machiavelli, wealthy my mind states Everyday the net worth racing the crime rate Sweat drippin' from my fitted giving niggas chills Only ones who standing still, the ones who on the pills Summer school and scholarships we said was sucka shit Straight out of high school they had us touching bricks In the trap with the white was such a sacrifice Sentences for selling dope, just pray your casket nice But I had a lawyer like them triple platinum His retainer was the change up in the kitchen cabinet Everybody mad at ya when you're living fabulous Self made, then you never out here kissing asses Still hand-to-hand like they chicken patties Mad at the world, but you trigger happy Double R's on the gates, it's like I'm triple platinum Couple pawns in the lake the pistol's in the plastic