logo logo

مجلة شهرية عربية عالمية , مجلة البيلسان

أهلا بكم

العنوان : شارع

Call: 960-963-963 (Toll-free)

[email protected]
كلمات الأغاني الأجنبية

Rick Ross Lyrics Supreme Lyrics

[Intro]
I just left the New United States embassy
Somewhere in Georgia its 109 rooms
I saw 30 bitches and 30 rooms and I was on the wrong side of the house4

[Rick Ross]
Anytime me and Scott Scorch get together you gotta call this the Iluminati
Whenever you see the G it represents God and geometry
Thats what the extensive for
Imma tell you never be with them
Nah Im just f*ckin with you
Aye Scott Im just f*ckin with you baby
Yo

[Verse 1]
Speeding in the Ghost on the phone with jewlers
My new bitch out of D.C. call me Ricky the Ruler
Gotta gather my concentration while counting my stacks
I got eight car notes and just lost me a pack
On the beach Im up and down women jocking my ride
300 horses in this bitch need a jockey inside
False floors for firearms is how you should ride
Tried to murder me while in mine so thats how I survived
My deal with Def Jam just set me for life
Wanted to chapel the the BM man Im just rolling the dice
Big numbers Im John Wall Im balling tonight
Just joking my sense of humor is like one of a kind
Got them gangstes who on my line thatll blow out your mind
Got them gangstes who on my line thatll blow out your mind
Got them gangstes who on my line thatll blow out your mind
Got them gangstes who on my line thatll blow out your mind

[Hook]
Tell me its real
Tell me this is real baby
How does it feel?
How does it feel?

[Verse 2]
[?] Liberace on riches and bitch
Charm ciy boys get a whole city of brick
Through the wire we wetting niggas set the shit on fire
My bitch smiling I wanna bet now we on fishing isle
Peddle mari- with Tony Jacob BKs full of paper
Made a killing on my [?] every shooter
My niggas we grew apart they joined the rival gang
Caught them slipping gave them a pass throwing pistols at surviving gang
Next time boss gotta turn his back on em
Letting young boys (brrrrat) on em
Facts never find me with the fake look
Trapping little Davis bitch just take me to the cakebook
Black bottles boy thats how our case of ace look
You cheating on me hitting homie nigga Facebook
She hitting on me than a motherf*cking Facebook

[Hook]
Tell me its real I wanna know
How does it feel yeah how does it feel?

[Verse 3]
Clean-made diaper you filthy as shit
They partitioning for the women how busy we get
From the scotch the large mop bet the linking feel
Its all a dream and never wake me up until its real
Duffle bags thats for the homie when he coming home
He never told and he never used the telephone
He on swole and that nigga need a telephone
In a Range Rover and a real nigga got it for him

[Hook]
You wanna know how does it feel
I know I bet it must feel so real
Tell me its real I wanna know
How does it feel to be so real=

[Outro]
You know when hanging with billion dollar niggas
One of the perks is getting to meet all these billion dollar bitches
I just met a bitch who never gets jetlag
I spent 10 thousand dollars on her best bag
You underdig that

الأقسام الرئيسية