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Made Men



[Rick Ross]

Two door Bugatti coupe

I call it Katy Perry

Wiz Khalifa papers

smoking my favourite berrys

S65 I call it Rihanna

It got a red top but its white like Madonna

Made man, you hear what I said

having a slumber party all my bitches counting bread

made man, also known as Papi Chulo

and Im running straight up in the culo

my wrist always on frio, call me chilly chill

super head and super head, and I really will

Californication, Motivation in my pocket

got on my blue Dickie, shout out my n-gga Roccett

still smoking sickie, it aint no other option

not for made n-ggas and Im never stopping

I raised the bar, I set the standards

my yayo, Usher Raymond, that b-tch just keep on dancing


dollar bills on top of dollar bills

thats all Im throwing, if she wont her momma will

made n-ggas, talking a lot of skrill

8 digits a n-gga tryna live


made man, you hear what I said

I got a hundred squares

if you scared, called the feds

made men, Im screaming dollar bills

park the trunk on the Porsche

there they go, Dollar bills



Riding round the city, plastic cup of Henny

find a n-gga like me, truth to be told, I dont know many

I say shout my driver Lauren, thats 62 with curtains

cant see shit, I dont know where the f-ck Im at for certain

when it boils down, Im just a T.O n-gga

but bitches tell me that I look just like a creole n-gga

New Orleans know its love, everytime Im in town

shout out my n-gga Tez, thats my brother my round

spending tomorrows money, I call it maana

off the rack just aint my style, I call it designer

one of my baddest women ever, I call her Rihanna

but thats cause her name is Rihanna!

Im in the condo just posting watching Miami kill

I might just walk to the arena and watch it for real

Ashes to ashes, me, Rozay and Khaled

smoking bull riders, shit moving slow as a ballad

tattoo on your ass, itd be nice if you show me

Im buying bitches furs, Mike Tyson, Naomi

Ive got the right to do it, its only right to do it

love me some head, and I love a woman that likes to do it

still love my team, aint no other option

not for made n-ggas and Im never stopping

Im Damon Wayans, just know that homie dont play that

you know we running my n-gga, Young money, Maybach




[Rick Ross – Verse 3]

Black panorama, I call it T-Pain

I got my autotune, that bitch insane

got my revolver too, I call it Ving Rhames

you still a baby boy, we doing big things

street n-ggas, you hear what I said

I got some bad news, Jabar back in the feds

facing twenty, he just did a dime

been out a year, look like he finna ride

genocide, these people killing time

throw you in a hole, you must be penalised

soon as you see success, haters reinvest

miami gardens drive, half a million nothing less

raised the bar, I set the standards

my yayo Mc Hammer, that bitch just keep on dancing

Michael Jackson, let it moonwalk

set it on the napkin, let it cool off





Made Men

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