Rick Ross - 187 Lyrics
[Verse 1: tyga]T-raw rock my own kick game8 figure deal how im courtside at clip gameStill pop ace king shit I'm with roseBlack Maybach leather gloves on that OJOK the day you beating me ***** no dayBandz a make her dance that's thousand dollar foreplayAK get a full clip not a soundwaveYou kissed her in her mouth, ask her how my dick taste***** nigga you don't want no drama im worth a couple commasIt's death before dishonorLast king come sign up all my shit be disgnerExtroardinary rhymer I bodied yo' shit for nothin'Wes, west up, hot temperGet wet up she give me head not neck upShe clean the mess upOne false move death from gestureCash in the safe I don't feel no pressure[Hook 2x]Im dope(all) all my shit dooe(all) all my shit dopeCuz it's 187 how I killing these hoes[Verse 2: rick ross]ShitShe ***** hermes and the hustleCrown on the watch she got niggas still thuggin'8.7 on the crib so ***** itWent gold in a month so it ain't no budgetNew chains, rollex linksNew chick just to drag my minkNew car just to ride around hereAviator crew we flyest 'round hereHating on hood niggas dying 'round hereBath Salt Boss, got insurance on the beardCars rockstar dope boys at oddsI done seen it all but it's back to these broads'Hands clap like a nigga in the stadiumMillion dollar chain but I'm rocking 8 of 'emI see you sleeping boy don't make me pick your label upScottie Pippen on the dribble I just laid 'em upAnother triple got me tripping like it's angel dustWe just winning all the women in my table ahSay my name say my name nigga say my name100 million dollar name nigga say my name[Hook: 2x]Dope(all) all my shit dooe(all) all my shit dopeCuz it's 187 how I killing these hoes[Verse 3: tyga]Chief rocka, pill popperTell them pull them things out cause my car toplessOff topic, get on top it wish us some absenceSo Sincere in her Belly, that's that Nas shitKing announcing that gangsta shit we mobbin'We taking your dollars creflo no white collarI (pop pop) wish a nigga would call thomas***** im the bomb call me the unabomberMoney in my game I'm driving shit that's insaneYou niggas stay in your lane no playing ain't nothing changedPardon this good regime, I make your girl David BlaineMurder was the case all the kids say that nigga T-raw[Hook : 2x]Dope(all) all my shit dooe(all) all my shit dopeCuz it's 187 how I killing these hoes
