[Rick Ross] It´s a beautiful day to get some money And every day is another opportunity to touch some paper So I pray you wanna see a young nigga shine
If not nigga, put ya head in a hole or I´ma put a whole in ya head Ya heard me? (huh) Tell me right now nigga, what´chu wanna do? 20 billboards in the city, who the fuck is you? I look a lil´ familiar, don´t I? Hahahaha Look at y´all, look at it, look at it, nigga (Maybach Music) Yo (uhhhh)
[Rick Ross] Tell me right now nigga, what´chu wanna do? (huh) 20 billboards in the city, who the fuck is you? (woo!) I DM all of your bitches when I´m in the mood (hah) Quick to blow a hunnid keys, yeah that boy a fool Yeah that boy a fool
Yeah that boy a fool Yeah that boy a fool Oh God, yeah that boy a fool
[Rick Ross] Ass on all my bitches, so I squeeze ´em in the coupe (huh) Fascinated with the fortune and it came true (woo) I may pass you in the Porsche with the brains blew (nyoom) Got your bitch so wet, I´m steppin´ out in rainboots (huh) Thought it was Obama, way I came through I´m talkin´ different commas from them lame dudes (nigga) I´m printin´ paper, boy, I even wrote a book (biggie)
I got 10 million cash, what, you wanna look? (biggie) I got a half a kilo in my Monte Carlo (huh) And if I pull that Nina, boy you got a problem (woo!) Richest nigga down in Florida, like I hit the lotto (huh) It´s amazin´ what could happen with a couple dollars (dollars) They wasn´t fuckin´ with me when I went to school Goddamn, what that nigga do? He got a Rolex and you know it´s new Evander Holyfield and Lennox Lewis
[Rick Ross] Tell me right now nigga, what´chu wanna do? (huh) 20 billboards in the city, who the fuck is you? (huh)
I DM all of your bitches when I´m in the mood (hahah) Quick to blow a hunnid keys, yeah that boy a fool (Boss) Yeah that boy a fool (Boss) Yeah that boy a fool Yeah that boy a fool Oh God, yeah that boy a fool
[Rick Ross] 10 stacks on the stage, cause a whirlwind (whirlwind) Take a couple stacks and give that to your girlfriend (woo) Love to see pretty bitches kissin´ on pretty bitches Number one in my book is all the realest bitches (Hahaha)
Real niggas gettin´ money and she keep it square (square) If she were a hunnid then I´ma keep it there (there) I got a Lamborghini now I need the shoes Took ´em on the high speed so I made the news Big bank boys, time to act a fool (woo) Big bank, you gotta help me count it too (bang!) Half a ticket, boy, I spend it in the Lex Seven figures, nigga got it on his neck I get exclusive Nikes with the light-up checks Still scared to get indicted for the white investments (I swear) Rich nigga, bitch, I got it tatted on me (tatted on me) I´m married to this shit, I get my alimony (woo)
[Rick Ross & Wale]
Tell me right now nigga, what´chu wanna do? (huh) 20 billboards in the city, who the fuck is you? (huh) I DM all of your bitches when I´m in the mood (tell ´em dawg) Quick to blow a hunnid keys, yeah that boy a fool Yeah that boy a fool Yeah that boy a fool Yeah that boy a fool (Folarin in this bitch, yeah) Oh God, yeah that boy a fool
[Wale, Rick Ross & Both] Folarin in this bitch, your bitch is glad to see it (huh) I like my women built like they could win a hundred meters (woo) I´m not that nigga that you niggas finna suck your teeth at (nigga)
You see this watch, you raise your eyes, it´s Rocky Maivia (hahaha) How did I get here? (here) who the fuck is you? (nigga) Niggas on their high horse, cool, I´m investin´ in glue We can rumble or settle it cool Ross told me homie is chess then he made checkers the move Yeah, hunnid SBs That´s 20 something on me (huh) Trust they not stuntin´ on me (huh) Some of y´all just finally catchin´ up (huh) Guess my old seminar free (huh) Cause all my old shit from like ´06 Is on everybody feet (woo) And now they walk it like I talk it Y´all just go pay homage (Wallace)
Least before like March I had them Cactus Plant Flea Markets (Folarin) And I just called up Travis, for the cactuses you coppin´ Pink laces on my Jordans or pink boxes on my condoms And my closet, boy
[Rick Ross] Tell me right now nigga, what´chu wanna do? (huh) 20 billboards in the city, who the fuck is you? I DM all of your bitches when I´m in the mood (truce) Quick to blow a hunnid keys, yeah that boy a fool Yeah that boy a fool Yeah that boy a fool Yeah that boy a fool Oh God, yeah that boy a fool
[ Rick Ross] M-M Lord have mercy M-M-M For these pussy niggas on the Sabbath M-M-M-M-M-M Huh