Rick Ross - Vultures Lyrics
Chorus:Look at all ‘em diamonds on them postersThe dough set your greed, turn most men to vultures, vulturesAnd my cold chick, most men she switchedYour close friends drift when dollars ain’t making sense! (make sense!)Gotta stir out the water and then catch the fishGotta moan your lawns if you catch my driftThem cobras know how to hop out the basket soIt’s cartel to the mother *****ing casket glow.Better move wise, never lose tiesNever true sides, cause you never know, you never knew themRoles reversed, you… sense of humorThey’re saying you should try be the mind behind the shooterAlways smell the food… never let ‘em join youThat’s the quickest way you wanna take out when niggas orderYou’re fake now! That’s the streetsThey break down what you make,now they’re all creep like the want beefso I don’t keep you niggas informedCause you niggas inform as soon as a few niggas get onYou niggas is porn, all the warrants for the alphabet super *****…they can’t kill, they send the fans too, butMy circle smaller than a quarter and a…And I see some many lawyers on the teamI ain’t even gotta speakShit deep, now my circle like a dimeIf you’re really in the streets, than you know this ain’t the rhyme!Chorus:Look at all ‘em diamonds on them postersThe dough set your greed, turn most men to vultures, vulturesAnd my cold chick, most men she switchedYour close friends drift when dollars ain’t making sense! (make sense!)Gotta stir out the water and then catch the fishFind More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.comGotta moan your lawns if you catch my driftThem cobras know how to hop out the basket soIt’s cartel to the mother *****ing casket glow.Looking at the window, momma wondering how they get itTears in the eyes, knowing it was piles of the lyricsLet me decide, why can’t it be both?First class niggas doing bad, so flyHigh hopes in the… I gotta…Or the best weed in the West Coast that I can’t wait to smokeThey can’t trust niggas in my… to workRushing fire right under my designer shirt!Made a million out a penny where I came fromMade a million in the building when the days comesI came back for real, I hit the stage formPerform on a… boy, and them days wrong!They’re waiting like spaghettiBeans in the bowl, garlic bread so deadlyWill you sit at the table? Better say your prayersCause anybody enable, shit, I’m praying on this!Yes! ***** niggas know it’s homicide***** what you heard, I bring you right before your eyesTroopers cease the mark of the beastFlesh to my flesh, move you to mafia…Chorus:Look at all ‘em diamonds on them postersThe dough set your greed, turn most men to vultures, vulturesAnd my cold chick, most men she switchedYour close friends drift when dollars ain’t making sense! (make sense!)Gotta stir out the water and then catch the fishGotta moan your lawns if you catch my driftThem cobras know to hop out the basket soIt’s cartel to the mother *****ing casket glow.
