(feat. Rick Ross)
Ricky Ross. Gorilla Zoe.



[Chorus]

We took the 4's of the Chevy 

And we set it on those 6's,

Lipstick on the rims 

Got the rims blowin' kisses,

They know what it is, ya'll know what it is,

He know what it is, she know what it is.

Twenty rubber bands 

You can get yourself a pigeon,

Bring another band 

Get yourself a pound of midget,

They know what it is, ya'll know what it is,

He know what it is, she know what it is.



[Verse 1: Gorilla Zoe]

Threw them 26-inch shocks on a '71 Chevelle

Like I'm ridin' carousel, shawty I can't parallel,

They say shawty give a mill, 

Shawty I'ma give a mill,

Quarter milli worth of jewelry 

Like that boy can't even care

'Bout no money, 'bout no ho,

'Bout no car, 'bout no clothes,

Boy you better hold your nose 

'Cuz I'm shitting, hold your nose,

Get a Louis bag for what?  

Bitch I been had swag,

I got 50 thou' cash in a brown Kroger bag.



[Chorus]



[Verse 2: Rick Ross]

I'm flippin' like we on a plane 

It must be how we takin' off,

You feelin' like a lame?  

Well shawty we'll be shortly takin' off,

Run up on me if you want 

You won't have time to make a call,

Give the burner to my dog 

He catch a case I break 'em off,

Puttin' mileage on my Pyrex, 

Yeah we call that bakin' off,

Talkin' fast, countin' cash, 

Take that pussy hit them all,

Never wear a rubber 

Where I'm from we call that livin' fast,

CEO of Maybach Music but I need No Limit cash,

Master P done with the kilo, 

Puerto Rico, sí gordito, 

Finest nigga in the game, 

Can a playa shoot a free throw?

(Swish!) I'm speakin' the facts, 

It's Deeper Than Rap,

Paid off the Maybach 

And I did it three weeks in the trap.



[Chorus]



[Verse 3: Gorilla Zoe]

My chain is worth a mansion 

And my wrist is worth a Lambo

But I'm livin' in a mansion 

And I'm ridin' in a Lambo,

Bunch of ganstas like Sopranos,

Like keys, like pianos,

And I'm lookin' for a bitch 

That wants to join me in a porno.

Hello darling, how you doin'?

That's your man?  You need to lose him,

He ain't doin' what I'm doin', 

I go tall like Patrick Ewing,

Urkel purple pants are cushioned, 

Straight from Oakland they just flew in,

If I bust that package open, 

You would think I started booin'.



[Chorus]



Block Entertainment. Maybach Music.

Yeah, yeah.