Rick Ross

Rick Ross - I Think She Like Me songtekst

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[Rick Ross:]

This the fliest shit ever

This that rich forever part 2

Uh, uh



Layin' in my bed, I'm under these gold chandeliers

Can't say too many names in here these kinda years

Night sweaters and these icy diamonds on my wrist

Ice cube lookin' nigga, you know life a bitch

I once got no allowance, now I got the crown

I said I was the boss, nobody made a sound

Really had to see them things, this level story tellin'

Who else could flip a chorus into 40 million

Out in Cannes with Leonardo DiCaprio

While out on bond, pray I go to trial rapido

8 felonies, tellin' me wanna give me life

Every nut I bust really, gotta do it twice

Ricky Runardo, really when I'm in Portugal

I pull a yacht out this weekend, I'm f**kin' so and so

Cameras flash, paparazzi layin' in the grass

Tom Brady my new nig but you can tell 'em that



[Ty Dolla $ign:]

Uh, I think she like me

Oh, I think she like me

I know her nigga don't like me

With your bitch right now, yeah, I might be

Sippin' this right now, yeah, we might be

Might hit her from the back, let her ride me

Girl, you never meet another nigga like me

Girl, you never meet another man like me



[Rick Ross:]

I'm sexin' women, I don't fish her out

I gas her up and let her lick me down

I may name my daughter Hermes

Get my jeweler to decorate the new birds nest

20 million up in Merrill Lynch

I met his chick, he haven't seen her since

Through the city, I'm still floatin' like a magic carpet

She stop me for a selfie, I just want the knowledge

It's special once you thinkin' send your kids to college

Or be a geechi nigga just to keep the Bentley polished

Do it for the dear departed, f**k up Ben Carson

And [?], you made a nigga a target

Only one that's smokin' up in Goldman Sachs

When I'm the only one that's rollin' like a quarter back

And I never put it in my government

'Cause I never put on for the government



[Ty Dolla $ign:]

Uh, I think she like me

Oh, I think she like me

I know her nigga don't like me

With your bitch right now, yeah, I might be

Sippin' this Sprite now, yeah, we might be

Might hit her from the back, let her ride me

'Cause you never meet another nigga like me

Girl, you never meet another man like me



[Rick Ross:]

You caught the case, you gotta post a bond

I'm rathful lemon mixed with young Wale, Folarin

Starin' in my safe, I'm rather safe than sorry

Dede, Jigga, only two niggas comin' for me

I park the caddy in my livin' room

Pussy niggas lookin' for me, I'm a give it to him

Santorini, Greece, sex in the swimmin' pool

If her pussy dry, call her beetle juice

I'm baby makin' in the Malvides

Put up all the yachts, pulled out the jet skis

Khaled hit me on the FaceTime

I'm the fliest nigga on his bassline

She see the sneakers and she see the stones

Fat boy run the city, seated in the throne

I'm cashin' in like the Kardashians

My paralysed homie snuck a ratchet in



[Ty Dolla $ign:]

Uh, I think she like me

Oh, I think she like me

I know her nigga don't like me

With your bitch right now, yeah, I might be

Sippin' this Sprite now, yeah, we might be

Might hit her from the back, let her ride me

'Cause you never meet another nigga like me

Girl, you never meet another man like me
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