Rick Ross
Rick Ross - The Transporter songtekst
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One time for the niggas that's huggin' the block Two times for the boys that's 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 Niggas major, taylor two's? the newest gators Gangsta, I'm muthafuckin' 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 Ressurected like Makaveli, 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 niggas starvin' One time for the niggas that's huggin' the block Two times for the boys that's bubblin' rock Three times for my borhters who reachin' the wealth Four times for the G's including myself Thinking back when a nigga never had a quarter Much love for the bitches wearing something shorter Five times for the trap, got a nigga 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 fucking floor Shelves, Louis V in shelves Shoot the fucking stylist we gon' find this shit ourselves Audemar was designed by Swizz Beatz Black face black ben on stitching is a beast They say the least I am extradinaire 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'll have all these local niggas starvin' I got the thangs, I'mma tell ya once Better have your money right, you won't see me for months One time for the niggas that's huggin' the block Two times for the boys thats bubblin' rock Three times for my borhters who reachin' the wealth Four times for the G's including myself Thinking back when a nigga never had a quarter Much love for the bitches wearing something shorter Five times for the trap, got a nigga ballin' But I gotta take my hat off to the Transporter