RICK ROSS lyrics : "Amsterdam"
We get ghost, you already know what it is
Money stuffed in my bag
Maybach %#@!!
Bright lights and dark corners
It's night embark on us
Refugees running wild Wyclef with a Sig Sauer
Nothing to lose, I was starving from the start
Now the same cats drive in Jaguars
Open fire when you see me yeah I lie to make em whisper
The club that I'm a member, they'll be gone by November
Keys to the city got killers who slither with me
Lamborghini ? smoke a fat fifty
Billionaire bid
Wrists on chill, standing in the field of dreams
Tryna see a hundred mil
These boys going blind they just happy being free
In a world of so many I just wanted me a key
Sheesh!
I just wanted me apiece
Slice of cheesecake before my ^!$$%s all decease
These boys snort lines I'm fine just sipping wine
Amsterdam in the air, tomorrow on my mind
I'm Barry Gordy to the streets
I wanna be there when each one of my kids born
Real ^!$$% to the day that I'm deceased
Even then I pray I'm living through the beats
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Born in the bricks with the short end of the stick
Always running late, quick to show up with your (*##$
The Hublot's cool but my Terminator's foolish
Red, blue, do you, long as you're getting rick
Crack game, champagne, kilos on the stock exchange
These ^!$$%s acting like they want a war!
^!$$%, you a ? Honda Accord
I'm riding in some %#@! only I can afford
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Amsterdam stay on my mind: I just gave you a tour
I'm laughing at the people who label me poor
Now I piss on Europeans, you thought I was ?
I'm Barry Gordy to the streets
Raw blood 100 acres just to live on
Dope boy, you could tell by my sneaks
I'm not the type of ^!$$% you run into at a 7-11 and
Just pull your pistol on him..
In that time, I'mma handle my mutha$#&@in business..
Ruugh! Ruugh!
Amsterdam, wherever the $#&@ I'm at
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