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Rick Ross( William Leonard Roberts II )
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I'm A G
Lyricist:Dwayne Carter, Khaled Khaled, Britchell Mitchell, William Roberts
Beat Nova Cane
I wear the *** like a girdle Bulletproof car got me feelin' like a turtle, s*** These n*** ain't satisfied 'til they get ***, you hear me? Yeah and I'ma G, you don't know a muthaf*** thang 'bout me I tell you one muthaf*** thang 'bout me *** I got so much money on me
I'm lookin' thug in a Bentley I got a few slugs, don't temp me Khaled put me up on the firm mats I'ma million dollar ***, let's confirm that
I rep Carol City out in Vegas And the matchin' hundred thousand dollar bracelet Mo' *** then The Matrix Neo, reload, get your face twist
Cartel *** by the cases Cartel, mo' cars then the races *** on a Lear Jet Rick Ross, I'ma real threat
I wear the *** like a girdle Bulletproof car got me feelin' like a turtle, s*** These n*** ain't satisfied 'til they get ***, you hear me? Yeah and I'ma G, you don't know a muthaf*** thang 'bout me I tell you one muthaf*** thang 'bout me *** I got so much money on me
Standin' in da blue house *** in my right hand Stomach growlin', the Bris gotta feed the fam I gotta meet the man, the man wit dem kilograms He 'bouta get jammed by the Open Locker goon
I found a needle in da hay stack Put a boy in the flood, snoops'll they got my weight back Now I'm known around Dade as the Young Don Ain't no *** made *** where I come from
Na, ain't no ***, ain't stoppin' s*** 8 pound on da pinky, a bird fat on the wrist So far, so hood When da rounds hit his ***, it ain't look so good
Now he leavin' in a black bag He the roach, the Bris be da black flag And don't leave your dope 'round me Straight gutta, fo' real, ask ya homie 'bout me, I'm a G
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I wear the *** like a girdle Bulletproof car got me feelin' like a turtle, s*** These n*** ain't satisfied 'til they get ***, you hear me? Yeah and I'ma G, you don't know a muthaf*** thang 'bout me I tell you one muthaf*** thang 'bout me *** I got so much money on me
Fat paper bag, brown paper bag Rubberband, green paper cash, yep *** wit 'em, get the laser tag Y'all n*** betta wave a flag, it is ova
I walk wit a hand gun, ride wit a punk It must been the coop or somethin' Since I love her, I'ma put some candy on that *** I go topless, no panties on that ***
See, y'all n*** think it's sweet Sweet tooth n*** get shot in the teeth like that, boy I got *** where *** ain't suppose to be You need to get a full dose of me, I'm crack, yeah
I wear the *** like a girdle Bulletproof car got me feelin' like a turtle, s*** These n*** ain't satisfied 'til they get ***, you hear me? Yeah and I'ma G, you don't know a muthaf*** thang 'bout me I tell you one muthaf*** thang 'bout me *** I got so much money on me
*** know I'm illatic , know who you dealin' wit *** ya pretty whip, you n*** ain't killin' s*** Every bird I whip, *** every bird I'm wit I'm ya Makaveli, sucka, where dat *** hit
Y'all n*** ain't trill, y'all *** know the deal Y'all *** wanna deal What you talkin' is irrelevant This *** leave a hole in a elephant
So if I got it, then I'm sellin' it Need cheese cake like Frederick You hear the rhetoric, *** you not a predakic Rick in a 7 6, six shot metal kit, Ross
I wear the *** like a girdle Bulletproof car got me feelin' like a turtle, s*** These n*** ain't satisfied 'til they get ***, you hear me? Yeah and I'ma G, you don't know a muthaf*** thang 'bout me I tell you one muthaf*** thang 'bout me *** I got so much money on me, Ross
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