Made Man (исполнитель: Rick Ross Feat. Drake)
[Rick Ross] Two door Bugatti coupe I call it Katy Perry Wiz Khalifa papers Smoking my favourite berry’s F65 I call it Rihanna It got a red top but it’s white like Madonna Made man, you hear what I said Having a slumber party all my [bad word] counting bread Made man, also known as Papi Chulo And [bad word] 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 [bad word] shout out my n-gga Rocky Still smoking sickie, it aint no other option Not for made n-ggas and I’m never stopping I raised the bar, I set the standards My yayo, Usher Raymond, that b-tch just keep on dancing [bad word] Dollar bills on top of dollar bills Thats all I’m 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, I’m screaming dollar bills Park the [bad word] on the Porsche There they go, Dollar bills [Drake] Riding round the city, plastic cup of Henny Find a n-gga like me, [bad word] to be told, I don’t know many I say shout my driver Lauren, thats 62 with curtains Cant see [bad word] I don’t know where the f-ck I’m at for certain When it boils down, I’m just a T.O n-gga But [bad word] tell me that I just look like a creole n-gga New Orleans know it’s love, everytime I’m in town Shout out my n-gga tens, thats my brother my round Spending tomorrows money, I call it mañana 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! I’m 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, [bad word] moving slow as a ballad Tattoo on your [bad word] it’d be nice if you show me I’m buying [bad word] furs, Mike Tyson, Naomi I’ve got the right to do it, it’s 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 I’m never stopping I’m Damon Wayans, just know that homie don’t play that You know [bad word] my n-gga, Young money, Maybach [bad word] [Rick Ross] Black panorama, I call it T-Pain I got my autotune, that [bad word] 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 guns drive, half a million nothing less Raised the bar, I set the standards My yayo Mc Hammer, that [bad word] just keep on dancing Michael Jackson, let it moonwalk Set it on the napkin, let it cool off [bad word]