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[Rick
Two Bugatti coupe
I call it Perry
Wiz papers
my favourite berrys
S65 I it Rihanna
It got a red top but its white like
Made man, you what I said
having a slumber party all my bitches bread
man, also known as Papi Chulo
and Im straight up in the culo
my wrist always on frio, call me chilly
super head and head, and I really will
Californication, Motivation in my
got on my blue Dickie, out my n-gga Roccett
still sickie, it aint no other option
not for made n-ggas and Im never
I the bar, I set the standards
my yayo, Usher Raymond, that just keep on dancing

bills on top of dollar bills
thats all Im throwing, if she wont her momma
made n-ggas, talking a lot of
8 digits a n-gga tryna

made man, you hear what I
I got a squares
if you scared, the feds
made men, Im dollar bills
park the on the Porsche
there they go, bills

Riding the city, plastic cup of Henny
find a n-gga like me, to be told, I dont know many
I say shout my driver Lauren, 62 with curtains
cant see shit, I dont where the f-ck Im at for certain
when it boils down, Im just a T.O
but bitches tell me that I look just a creole n-gga
New Orleans its love, everytime Im in town
shout out my n-gga Tez, thats my my round
spending money, I call it maana
off the rack just aint my style, I call it
one of my baddest women ever, I her Rihanna
but cause her name is Rihanna!
Im in the condo just posting watching kill
I might just walk to the and watch it for real
Ashes to ashes, me, Rozay and
smoking bull riders, moving slow as a ballad
tattoo on your ass, itd be if you show me
Im buying bitches furs, Tyson, Naomi
Ive got the right to do it, its only to do it
love me head, and I love a woman that likes to do it
still love my team, no other option
not for made n-ggas and Im stopping
Im Damon Wayans, just know that dont play that
you we running my n-gga, Young money, Maybach

[Rick - Verse 3]
panorama, I call it T-Pain
I got my autotune, bitch insane
got my too, I call it Ving Rhames
you still a baby boy, we doing big
street n-ggas, you hear what I
I got some bad news, back in the feds
facing twenty, he just did a
been out a year, look he finna ride
genocide, people killing time
you in a hole, you must be penalised
soon as you see success, reinvest
miami gardens drive, a million nothing less
the bar, I set the standards
my yayo Mc Hammer, bitch just keep on dancing
Michael Jackson, let it
set it on the napkin, let it off