Masspike Miles feat Rick Ross — Cigar Music (Superfly 2010)
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Cigar Music (Superfly 2010) Masspike Miles feat Rick Ross02:47
Текст песни: Cigar Music (Superfly 2010)
[Intro: Rick Ross] Huh, huh I'm so compassionate with my compositions Check [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Fascinated with foreign felines since I was knee high This cigar got me buzzin' like a beehive Fuck my old chick, I'm ridin' with my new thing In her blue jeans, panties like shoestrings Most wanted, I'm Bin Laden on a beat nigga Rubber band jeans saggin' to my feet nigga 100 grand for the wagon and her feet nigga Black flaggin', just braggin', I'm a street nigga On the grind, little rappers wanna eat with us Tryna shine like Birdman teeth glitters VMA, find time just to creep with her So coincidental, walkin' down the street with her My loose cheese scooped up the Gucci In two weeks, I flew through the boutiques She get her time limit when I let her go and shop Cruisin' in the car, clip the Cuban at the top Niggas know that my TECs explode Down to go toe-to-toe before Tecmo Bowl Biggest boss in the game, chatter, I never mind that Cause if it mattered, C-Murder would go diamond I reflect as I'm ridin' in a Rolls Royce Get respect cause I give these hoes no choice [Hook: Masspike Miles] Because I-I-I-I-I Because I do it (Do it) So if you never seen a boss nigga, then look at me Because I do it (Do it) And they never seen a boss nigga, but now they see Because I do it (Do it) and I do it Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay (Yeah) and I do it (Ay) So now you see what it means (Yeah) To be a boss cause I do it [Verse 2: Rick Ross] I'm the down south Nas, click so firm Ridin' with a fox as the cigar burn Niggas sell weed, niggas sell coke If I was sellin' dope, baby I'd be sellin' both But I'm sellin' records, everything I touch gold Better yet, check the record, three milli' sold Two handguns on the riders for the shows On the road to the riches and I'm ridin' on (Vogues!) I elaborate on things I only been bout Besides, we decides who's the in-crowd, ah If its Ne-Yo and niggas who speakin' Creole What I gotta prove? We just keep movin' kilos See the Audemar? It's call a terminator The exact watch Arnold wore in Terminator I let her ride me like a elevator (Ah) Clip another Cuban as a way to celebrate her [Hook: Masspike Miles] Because I do it (Do it) So if you never seen a boss nigga, then look at me Because I do it (Do it) And they never seen a boss nigga, but now they see Because I do it (Do it) and I do it Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay (Yeah) and I do it (Ay) So now you see what it means (Yeah) To be a boss cause I do it [Verse 3: Rick Ross] Fascinated with foreign felines, that's my design As I recline, cut 'em like key lime We both came now it's right back to the tea time I won't insult her with no vulgar or no cheap wine She told me that her other man broke Walkin' on the clouds of my second hand smoke I touched her with the second hand stroke Got her mind racin' quicker than a Lambo Two-seater, it couldn't fit Toccara But I promise baby, I'll be back tomorrow In a big Beamer bumpin' Bob Marley Listen closely and hit her way little softly [Hook: Masspike Miles] Because I-I-I-I-I Because I do it (Do it) So if you never seen a boss nigga, then look at me Because I do it (Do it) And they never seen a boss nigga, but now they see Because I do it (Do it) and I do it Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay (Yeah) and I do it (Ay) So now you see what it means (Yeah) To be a boss cause I do it
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