Rick Ross - MMG Untouchable Lyrics
[Verse 1]When you get a lil' paper, get ready for hatersThey standin' in line, they all suffer from vaporsI got me a ghost, I took off the tint***** look at my face, I'm a grown ass manI'm buying real estate and I'm buildin' my plansCan't name a realer place, goin' gram for gramAnd all the killas hate, know who the ***** I amLook in a nigga face, watch me count my gramsMy dog my trigga mate, and we bout them gamesI'm talking trigga play never safe for lamesJust beat another charge, made 'em drop that caseMy lawyers goin hard, a nigga versus the stateJust bought another car, had to drop that topFor 200 dollars, she'll suck that *****Cause when you seen with me I'mma up that stockI got that green with me, Gucci got those blocksAnd then the cheese drippin, I like my nachos hotAs far as green niggas, yeah you might get gotBreaking down my key, trying to see me the mostGreenhouse on the couch, nigga seeing me toastNiggas makin' the threats, you could put 'em on TwitterBut out of respect I handle mine like a killerI'm runnin' the city like a pair of new J'sMaybe the patent 11's, I got these hoes in a dazePanamera parade, sippin Cir'c lemonadeBaby drop me a eighth and baby boy straigntIn the back of the ghost, I can't hear no whispersIn the back of your mind you wanna be that nigga
