Rick Ross
Rick Ross - Maybach Music Iv lyrics
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Yea, such a breath of fresh air Get a blowjob, have a seizure on a Lear Or get a new car, I could lease it for a year Or bring it back tomorrow, that's a lease that disappear Count new money, peeling out a venue New Maybach after it was discontinued Never question mine, my mind is so inventive Quadrupled my net worth and threw in a few incentives Maybach IV the allure that I adore All money game, we got ones in the floor See me on the wood, nigga, pause at the game Two mil, the jewels, no flaws, ask them lames Bow to the boss in the presence of a don Started on the corner nigga, didn't have a coin Playing my position for a club that I can join Never in the draft, but that boy know he going Throw me a bone, get me a brick That's on the Quran I'ma go and get the chips Go and get a rental, I got a cute bitch She's showing some potential, so we taking trips Nigga, assets last while memories fade I'ma, fetch that ass I don't get paid I'm a Mike Tyson type of, typewriter sniper Double M life 'til a nigga pay the piper I love when the beat dip Same way I love to see a key flip Go and pay your mama house off Get sucked off, shorty wipe your mouth off I'm alive, you could never write the South off South paw, box a nigga like a outlaw Quick thinker, big better shut your mouth, wha? Black chips, gold bottles ship it out raw Pulling up slow, look at that boy Young B.I.G., Lil Kim on tour All the g's with me, Maybach Eazy-E The good times don't last long Just rewind the last song We all shared some great times As I read some great rhymes What we does, is what dreams are made of Come and get your love, all of this love 500 for the car that I got on the strip That's another 100, what I got on my wrist 800 for the jar that I'm about to twist It's a female strand, you know life's a bitch As I get high, move my curtains to the side Age like fine wine, ambitions they never die Niggas get abused like boys at Penn State Greatest that ever did it, decided my own fate Dreams, everything that we are The life that we're living, baby it's ours Dreams, money, homes, and cars Baby that's a given, I'm talking about every fantasy Be good real with me, don't miss something good, oh Baby come with me and live the dream It's a whole 'nother different element It's Maybach roman numeral four You couldn't fathom this, you couldn't imagine this You can't produce this, you won't reproduce this I'll be dreaming of you I'll be dreaming of you You'll be making it come true I'll be dreaming of you I'll be dreaming of you I'll be dreaming of you You'll be making it come true I'll be dreaming of you Yessir This is LA Reid It takes a boss to know a boss It takes greatness to recognize greatness Ricky Ross, the boss, Maybach IV