I Woke up in the new Bugatti (исполнитель: Ace Hood feat. Future & Rick Ross)
[Intro: Future] We the [bad word] best [bad word] Ace Hood Its Over, Future [Hook: Future] [bad word] looking for you with Haitians I stay smoking on good Jamaican I [bad word] [bad word] from different races You get money they started hating I woke up in the new Bugatti I woke up in the new Bugatti I woke up in the new Bugatti I woke up in the new Bugatti I woke up in the new Bugatti [Verse 1: Ace Hood] Niggas be hatin Im rich as a [bad word] 100 K I spent that on my wrist Two hundred thousand I spent that on your [bad word] You and your model put that on the list Oh there he go with that Foreign again Killin the sebring and callin it end Murder she wrote, swallow a choke Hit her and go home and call her again Woke up early morning, crib as big as a college Smoke me a pound of the loudest Whipin some [bad word] with no mileage Diamonds cost me a fortune Them horses follow them Porsches You pussies can't handle a afford it 4,200 my mortgage Ballin on niggas like Kobe [bad word] all you haters you bore me Only the real get a piece of the plate Reppin my city [bad word] my state Give me a pistol [bad word] with the K's Niggas want beef then I feed ya your plate Bang! [Hook] [bad word] looking for you with Haitians I stay smoking on good Jamaican I [bad word] [bad word] from different races You get money they started hating I woke up in the new Bugatti I woke up in the new Bugatti I woke up in the new Bugatti I woke up in the new Bugatti I woke up in the new Bugatti [Verse 2: Ace Hood] Yeah, Im at it again There go the flow bringin tragedy in Copped me a chain your salary spent Niggas is sweepin them cavities in Countin money, hourly trend Rolling them skinnies like Olsen twins Niggas is squares, cabin and pens Neck full of Gold Olympian [bad word] Niggas is blowing their checks on the gear Fall on some [bad word] then hop on the leer Shot with them choppers back of the rear Sak pase' them killers is here Woke up early morning, mind is tellin me money Paper, mula, pockets is fat as a tumor Billionaire [bad word] [bad word] Livin my life off of tuna Wanted with me I deliver the beef Real niggas only enjoyin the feast Pull up a seat, bon appetite No lou Vuittons put that red on your feet Bang [Hook] [bad word] looking for you with Haitians I stay smoking on good Jamaican I [bad word] [bad word] from different races You get money they started hating I woke up in the new Bugatti I woke up in the new Bugatti I woke up in the new Bugatti I woke up in the new Bugatti I woke up in the new Bugatti [Verse 3: Rick Ross] Photographs of dope boys Is all they taking is finger prints on the Rolls Royce Is why they hatin' push a button on these broke boys Thats detonation, walk a road to riches bare feet I watch mama [bad word] now she livin' care free That's why I hustle for half a Ki thats 12 G's I'm tryin' to bubble every summer a new LP You gotta love me I got shooters out the D-League Signin' bonuses hit that man that's from dirty feet Left in a puddle finger prints is on hundred mill And what it is? Ricky Rozay and Ace Hood We hella Trill Yeah [Hook] [bad word] looking for you with Haitians I stay smoking on good Jamaican I [bad word] [bad word] from different races You get money they started hating I woke up in the new Bugatti I woke up in the new Bugatti I woke up in the new Bugatti I woke up in the new Bugatti I woke up in the new Bugatti