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RICK ROSS lyrics : "3 Kings"

[Intro: Dr. Dre]
Yeah, classic hip hop %#@!
Dr. D-R-E

Rozay and Jay, let's get 'em

[Verse 1: Dr. Dre]

We started out mopping floors
And now we front row at the awards
Number one for the last twenty years

If you real, motha$#&@a scream cheers!
Motha$#&@a scream cheers!
Heh, and it is what it is

He wanted to shine at the swap meet
Til the white boys got him in that hot seat
I only love it when her hair long

You should listen to this beat through my headphones
Money long, number one twenty years strong
$#&@ a gym, I am him, I'm Andre Young

G5s to 64s, Dre got 'em
If the (*##$ bad I got her in red bottoms
Great weed, nice homes, bread proper

Tec nine, one chamber, top shotta
Bentley coupe, new yacht, my helicopter
Born broke, real ^!$$% straight out of Compton

The $#&@ you magazine ^!$$%s want from me?
I rewrote the game, ^!$$%, now talk money
All black on my Al Capone %#@!

I built a house, ^!$$% get your own %#@!
I only love it when her hair long
You should listen to this beat through my headphones


[Interlude: Rick Ross]
See y'all ^!$$%s

Hit the switches on that %#@! one time, ugh
Let the top down


[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I came a long way from the weed game
Twenty stack seats at the Heat game

And I'm still strapped with the heat man
And we steppin' on a ^!$$% feet man
80 pair of sneakers came from the D game

Cousin was a Crip, said it was a C thing
Brown bag money in a duffle bag
$#&@ 'em all, wet 'em and we gotta double back

The homie whippin' chickens in his momma kitchen
On the mission, said he get it for his son tuition
Real ^!$$%'s dreams comin' to fruition

Stumble, but I never fall, leanin' on my pistol
I only love it when the $$# fat
We should listen to this track in my Maybach

I'm just tryin' to be a billionaire
Come and suck a dick for a millionaire


[Interlude: Jay-Z]
Uh, it's just different
I know it feels different


[Verse 3: Jay-Z]
Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown

Play this %#@! while you play around with my crown
King H-O, y'all should know by now
But if you don't know, uh

Millions on the wall in all my rooms
^!$$%s couldn't $#&@ with my daughter's room
^!$$%s couldn't walk in my daughter's socks

Banksy (*##$es, Basquiat
I ran through that buck fifty Live Nation fronted me
They workin' on another deal, they talkin' two hundred fifty

I'm holdin' out for three
Two seventy five and I just might agree
Ex-D-boy, used to park my Beamer

Now look at me, I can park in my own arena
I only love her if her weave new
I'm still a hood ^!$$%, what you want me to do?

Been hoppin' out the BM with your BM
Taking her places that you can't go with your per diem
Screamin' carpe diem until I'm a dead poet
Robin Williams %#@!, I deserve a golden globe (*##$!
I take a Ace in the meanwhile

You ain't gotta keep this Khaled, it's just a freestyle
$#&@ rap money, I've made more off crates
$#&@ show money, I spent that on drapes
Close the curtains, $#&@ boy, out my face
I whip the !@%!e, let the lawyer beat the case

Murder was the case that they gave me
I killed the Hermes store, somebody save me
Stuntin' to the max like wavy
Oh %#@!!
Oh, stuntin' to the max, I'm so wavy

Used to shop at TJ Maxx back in '83
I don't even know if it was open then
I ain't know Oprah then
Have the XL 80 bike
Loud motor, they be like, "Damn!" when I'm comin' through, rrraaanngg

Had the grill in '88, y'all ^!$$%s is late
You got all that, right?
I love this %#@! like my own daughter
Let's spray these ^!$$%s, baby, just like daddy taught ya
Young, this is just different

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