Paroles de Ashes to ashes

Rick Ross

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Smoking and ride
And i ain’t trying to hide it
We will get high tonight
Cause i am hooked on a feeling (ah ah ah aaaah)
Yeah i am hooked on a feeling
It’s nothing but the best straw last drop
Make you feel like you can fly
Do you do you do you
Do you wanna fly tonight?

Opa-laka airport talking g6
It’s me baby girl straight g shit
No disrespect but really you ain’t see shit
To your 40.000 feet with a weekend
I once got a chance to fuck a stewardess
Hit her from the back fly over new orleans
She was gorgeous name was dolorous
Father was a lawyer mother was a florist
Rose petals turned into ysl
So, ghetto but she turned me into jama shell
Bad bitch i am talking up in town
Couple nigger she always fucked around
But the bond that we share nothing would compare

When i bought my first beamer i swear that bitch was there
Side on the line say boy a couple stacks
Down payment and even all cover the tax


It’s all or nothing not to kill niggaz
It’s a full time job not to kill niggaz
My bones so bless all the real niggaz
So, many houses stress fo' real niggaz
I was on when my haters turned to ashes
Dead n gone, with her passion
Am i wrong? never kissed no assses
With and one is the reason we run the streets and take care of your home
N niggaz betta put tee's first
Bad karma layer niggers put me on work
Fuck harvard n voulenteers that wanna appear first
Old charges, shorty she want it her titties done
With a certain doctor
New apartment in the innercity,smokin out
I'm gonna atlest gonna atlest smoke an ounze
I left this shit, niggaz not affraid to tell
Come and work for the boss,you know i am paying well


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