Paroles de Blow

Ricky ross
Carol city cartel
Cool and dre

Designer jeans and a hand full of dough
Bottle of that rosey, pass me some mo'
I got mo' cars, mo' clothes
Mo' money means more dough to blow
Mo' bottles, there's more dough to blow
Rick ross got a lot of dough to blow

Way up in them tallie hills, burnin' like the sunset
A *** wit a attitude, take it outta context
Ridin' with that big thang, lookin' like a bomb threat
Bin laden beard, afghan in a bomb best

Stranded on death row
Makavali's on the maybach, kicks retro
She wanna gaze at the stars
Through a panoramic view, pull the haze out the jars

Rick ross, i'm the best in the flesh
Gettin' blessed, on a jet is a way to reflect
Hard work pays off, i'm a boss, you can tell
By the bottles in the pail and the models that we share

I'm in a real estate and a realer state of mind
We came for trigga play, kill a *** for a dime
I'm tryna chill today, i got a million on my mind
Dice in my hand, one roll, i blow ya mind

Designer jeans and a hand full of dough
Bottle of that rosey, pass me some mo'
I got mo' cars, mo' clothes
Mo' money means more dough to blow
Mo' bottles, there's more dough to blow
Rick ross got a lot of dough to blow

Mo' trips, mo' whips
Mo' money, i'm mo' rich
Mo' haters, mo' clips
Mo' jewels, mo' s***

Half a hundred grand in some rubber bands
Gats all f*** in my other hand
On the other hand, i'm still pitchin' underhand
All soft balls off, b*** a stunna, man

Mo' trucks, mo' bucks
Mo' freaks, mo' butts
I see the vision from club vision, the pre face
I get brain, i bust *** in each states

Soon as i see what i'm lookin' for
I sit up in that seat and cut her off on them 24's
There it goes, baby girl, come talk wit tha boss
I pop a rose bottle, you can kick ya shoes off

Designer jeans and a hand full of dough
Bottle of that rosey, pass me some mo'
I got mo' cars, mo' clothes
Mo' money means more dough to blow
Mo' bottles, there's more dough to blow
Rick ross got a lot of dough to blow

Ever seen a fat boy in a big body
Know you wanna sit by me, all you do is think 'bout it
Lease apartments to get kicked out it
Next day, buy a condo to get a kick out it

(mill) take it for the view, this is what i do
When i'm on the beach, all my diamonds, salt water blue
Let's party like the pack jam, pacman
Fifty grand, stacked in my lap, man

Get a lap dance and if you get my d*** hard
This ya last chance to hop up in that big car
Wit tha fat man, certified hood star
But he a millionaire, look ***, i'm goin' far

This the movement, a few *** you wanna move wit
Gucci on my feet, see i'm only in the new s***
Ha, they say life's a ***
But close ya eyes for a minute
And just bite this ***, it's ross

Designer jeans and a hand full of dough
Bottle of that rosey, pass me some mo'
I got mo' cars, mo' clothes
Mo' money means more dough to blow
Mo' bottles, there's more dough to blow
Rick ross got a lot of dough to blow

Designer jeans and a hand full of dough
Bottle of that rosey, pass me some mo'
I got mo' cars, mo' clothes
Mo' money means more dough to blow
Mo' bottles, there's more dough to blow
Rick ross got a lot of dough to blow