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[Rick
Two Bugatti coupe
I it Katy Perry
Wiz Khalifa
smoking my favourite
S65 I call it
It got a red top but its white Madonna
Made man, you hear I said
having a party all my bitches counting bread
made man, also as Papi Chulo
and Im running up in the culo
my wrist always on frio, me chilly chill
super and super head, and I really will
Californication, Motivation in my
got on my blue Dickie, shout out my Roccett
still smoking sickie, it no other option
not for made and Im never stopping
I raised the bar, I set the
my yayo, Raymond, that b-tch just keep on dancing

bills on top of dollar bills
thats all Im throwing, if she her momma will
n-ggas, talking a lot of skrill
8 digits a tryna live

made man, you hear what I
I got a hundred
if you scared, called the
made men, Im screaming dollar
the trunk on the Porsche
there they go, Dollar

Riding round the city, plastic cup of
find a n-gga like me, to be told, I dont know many
I say my driver Lauren, thats 62 with curtains
cant see shit, I know where the f-ck Im at for certain
when it boils down, Im a T.O n-gga
but bitches tell me that I look just a creole n-gga
New Orleans know its love, Im in town
out my n-gga Tez, thats my brother my round
spending tomorrows money, I call it
off the rack just my style, I call it designer
one of my baddest ever, I call her Rihanna
but cause her name is Rihanna!
Im in the condo just posting watching Miami
I might just walk to the and watch it for real
Ashes to ashes, me, and Khaled
smoking riders, shit moving slow as a ballad
tattoo on your ass, itd be if you show me
Im buying furs, Mike Tyson, Naomi
Ive got the to do it, its only right to do it
love me some head, and I love a that likes to do it
still love my team, aint no other
not for n-ggas and Im never stopping
Im Wayans, just know that homie dont play that
you know we my n-gga, Young money, Maybach

[Rick - Verse 3]
Black panorama, I call it
I got my autotune, that insane
got my revolver too, I it Ving Rhames
you still a boy, we doing big things
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, these people killing
you in a hole, you must be penalised
soon as you see success, reinvest
gardens drive, half a million nothing less
raised the bar, I set the
my yayo Mc Hammer, bitch just keep on dancing
Jackson, let it moonwalk
set it on the napkin, let it off