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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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