Wear my Margielas with no laces, I hate being tied down I don´t like to wait bae, I fake need it right now
Waking up, sun in my eyes in a big house Morning wood, smackdown, I´ma blow her back out Next week I may fly out to Japan just to vibe out Spend a couple thou´ on my pants, I´ma cash cow Every day I´m on cash route, big dog, make a nigga back down Rick Ross, pockets all fat now, did it without the crack house
Oh-oh, I´ma live my life on go Forever in my glow Got the money coming in like go, go, go All alone, I´m in my groove If they say I´m anti-social you´ve been lied to Ain´t nothin´ telling what I might do In a shuttle, driving top with the sunroof Ain´t no telling who I might screw I´m just playing, bae, I only want you, you, you
For you, all of these things, I would do Oh, oh (Oh, oh)
Wear my Margielas with no laces, I hate being tied down I don´t like to wait bae, I fake need it right now Waking up, sun in my eyes in a big house Morning wood, smackdown, I´ma blow her back out Next week I may fly out to Japan just to vibe out Spend a couple thou´ on my pants, I´ma cash cow Every day I´m on cash route, big dog, make a nigga back down Rick Ross, pockets all fat now, did it without the crack house
Holdin´ it down, run the town, smoking a pound, with my dogs
Guns work like merry-go-around, spin ´em ´round and make ´em fall Uh, yeah, in love, I fall, make love and design the drugs Ain´t no feeling like fuckin´ your broad Especially you know that´s your broad Especially you know it´s not a facade The magic touch, make it divine I´m a static shock, an electric boy You let me in when I feel destroyed I light up the night like the end of the tunnel Then make her ride like a bike, Lance Armstrong how I fuck her Ragu, how I´m drippin´ on you, I don´t follow the rules Riding around, hell flames consumed my cool Can you not tell I´m consuming you? I can´t fly well, you´re my rocket fuel
Wear my Margielas with no laces, I hate being tied down I don´t like to wait bae, I fake need it right now Waking up, sun in my eyes in a big house Morning wood, smackdown, I´ma blow her back out Next week I may fly out to Japan just to vibe out Spend a couple thou´ on my pants, I´ma cash cow Every day I´m on cash route, big dog, make a nigga back down Rick Ross, pockets all fat now, did it without the crack house