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Rick Ross - I Love My *****es Lyrics

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  • [Verse 1]
  • A month ago, I gave a chick a hundred stacks
  • Straight to Neiman Marcus, young ***** had a heart attack
  • Ohhh man, I love my *****es
  • Bottles, Beamers, brand New Benz's
  • Barbies, ballerina's and Britney's
  • Barbra Streisand edition Bentleys
  • Bricks, big face hundreds in bundles
  • Boy, I'm a boss, I rose from the jungles
  • God forgives and these killers won't
  • In a room full of heathens, good niggas die alone
  • Better start taking notes as I'm taking tokes
  • The hood wanna see you die and they taking votes
  • My vision always mentioned coke
  • My women never sit in coach
  • Ohh man, I love my *****es
  • Tongue kissin' a dark skinneded vixen
  • 50, 60 racks, I might go blow a 100 though
  • Jet owner, G5, where you wanna go?
  • F-ck your ex's baby, really, that's your past?
  • Load up your carry-on's and all of this is cash
  • [Hook x2]
  • Ohh man, I love my *****es
  • Ohh man, I love my *****es
  • Ohh man, I love my *****es
  • East coast to West coast, all my *****es
  • Tryna' bring you into my world, baby
  • Just stand there, You the canvas, I'mma paint the picture
  • You never met another nigga, you know, ***** it, take it
  • [Verse 2]
  • Am I really just a narcissist
  • Cause I wake up to a bowl of Lobster bisque?
  • And I wake up on some mobbin' shit
  • With a great view and half my niggas swappin' bricks
  • It's just a way of life
  • For the king of diamonds, so I gotta stay the night
  • 50 cash in the Louis for the chicken wings
  • Started in a neighborhood and now we on to bigger things
  • Large clique of my constituents
  • Combination to the safe, straight to the Benjamins
  • Living life to the fullest was the emphasis
  • Making love to Mary J's "Reminisce"
  • [Hook]
  • [Verse 3]
  • It was all good just a week ago
  • Paper tag on the Panamera, my speakers blow
  • My ***** sittin' cute, she left her panties home
  • Suckin' the dick of the don, I'm talking Miami's own
  • Money like (LeBron James), money like (Dwyane Wade)
  • (Play it right) peelin' two off the dealership in the same day
  • (Say it right) paid like Mark Clayton, Mark Duper
  • Soon as nigga's start hatin', start shootin'
  • Come along, money longer than Olajuwan's
  • Lotta one's, all the *****es yeah the model one's
  • Tongue pierced, dick sucked, yeah the swallow ons
  • 50 million, I'm the only one that got it done
  • [Hook]

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