[Rick Ross]
All I talk about is money
Cause that´s all I know

[Rick Ross]

I gotta a bad bitch in my Chevy
Sellin Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo
I got that Justin Bieber please believe it
A quarter million hangin´ on my collar
A half a million in my duffle bag (duffle bag)
Now I´m riding in my Cadillac (Cadillac)
Hammers and the fucking vogues
I´m ridin´ clean and I´m fuckin hoes (hah)

[Meek Mill]
Okay I woke up this morning, tryna get this money
Ya´ll niggas was yawning and I´d made it by 20
I got young boys on that corner, I call what you got for me
He say I done moved the whole thing, couple rocks all I got on me
I say yeah nigga it´s go, he say yeah nigga we on
I said I be on my way, break a brick down in our zones

And I got work, I got work
And I got pills, and I got purp
And I got goons that´s on my team
And they gon´ kill like I got murked
If I say so, and I say go
And they go ham, and I lay low
I drop that work off in that toaster
I let go of my eggo
And this for sale nigga
28 grams on my scale nigga
Come and get it all

[Rick Ross]
I gotta a bad bitch in my Chevy
Sellin Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo
I got that Justin Bieber please believe it
A quarter million hangin´ on my collar
A half a million in my duffle bag (duffle bag)

Now I´m riding in my Cadillac (Cadillac)
Hammers and the fucking vogues
I´m ridin´ clean and I´m fuckin hoes (hah)

[Rick Ross]
Hold on wait a minute
You got the realest and the richest niggas in the building
Feel me?
Whole nigga won´t knock you off
Hate the way a nigga love to ball
All the war, common law
Straight killer thats mama fault
Dope boy in my DNA
Straight chips, Fritolay
8 clips, ay Jose
Hector my amigo straight
Don´t want no beef, I may crack your taco

I´m screaming rest in peace, Griselda Blanco
I got that Justin Bieber please believe it
I ate that pussy can you keep a secret
Benzo on 4´s nigga, countin´ all my hoes nigga
That´s all I knows nigga, that´s all y´all hosed nigga

[Rick Ross]
I gotta a bad bitch in my Chevy
Sellin Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo
I got that Justin Bieber please believe it
A quarter million hangin´ on my collar
A half a million in my duffle bag (duffle bag)
Now I´m riding in my Cadillac (Cadillac)
Hammers and the fucking vogues
I´m ridin´ clean and I´m fuckin hoes (hah)

[Meek Mill]

I´m ridin´ clean, I´m fucking hoes
I´m fuckin´ hoes, I´m ridin´ clean
Niggas sellin´ that China white
Fuck around with that Yao Ming
Bad bitch and she talk dirty
Talk dirty, her mouth clean
I was sellin´ that white shit
Ya´ll niggas have boy scout dreams
Spend eighty-thou on my Rolly
Young nigga ball like Kobe
Riding round me and Chino
And my young nigga Goldie
Hot whips you ain’t seen though
Limo thats my Rolly
Two-eleven on yo bitch
Turn yo ass she stole it
My neck look like a light show
My pocket, they need lipo

I stand tall, no iPhone
And them goons go wherever I go
Ya´ll niggas pussy like dike hoes
All we know is get paid nigga
I ball hard like Lebron James
And Rozay D-wade nigga