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Artiste : Rick Ross
Titre : Fascinated
Such a cloudy day, uh
Help  me‚ Lord
Yeah
Oh‚ Lord
Oh‚ Lord

Hold  ya head, nigga
Hold  ya head, nigga
Lord‚ Lord
Oh,  Lord
What´s a hundred grand to a young nigga?
My dog doin´ twenty as a young nigga
I´m prayin´ for his son, he´s a young nigga
Strapped  with my gun as a young nigga

Hundred round‚ nigga, hangin´ out a Chevrolet (Huh)
Just a young nigga tryna see my fuckin´ pay (Ahh)
My daddy caught a bus, never lookin´ back
Got me standin´ in the rain, first fifty pack (Woo)
It´s never been the same, now I´m gettin´ stacks
Tattooed names on a nigga back (Black)
Rest in peace, nigga, to my lil´ niggas (´Nut)

Rest in peace, dyin´ as a lil´ nigga (P-Nut)
Buried like a soldier, he´s a true nigga (P-Nut)
Throw the flag on his casket, he´s a true nigga (P-Nut)
You pussy niggas talkin´ like you knew niggas
Young niggas, y´all some new niggas

Candy paint fascinate a young nigga (Huh)
Gold watches fascinate a young nigga (Huh)
Fine bitches fascinate a young nigga (Yeah)
They just wanna assassinate a young nigga (Woo)

They wanna give you five (Five), wanna give you ten (Ten)
Fifteen (Fifteen), send you back again (Damn)
Gave my dog life, said he was a killa (Killa)
Conspiracy for me ´cause I run with dealers (Whoa)

Gave a nigga thirty, he converted Muslim (Inshallah)
Top down, nigga, got them bitches lookin´ (Inshallah)
Real nigga, Gs on my belt buckle (Huh)
Huggin´ on my mama ´cause niggas don´t love ya (I love ya)
Cold pistol, nigga, cold bullets (I love ya)
Shout out to my dog, he gon´ pull it
I put that on my soul, that´s on everythang
I put that on my soul, that´s on everythang (Maybach Music)

Candy paint fascinate a young nigga (Huh)
TV fascinate a young nigga (Huh)
Yella hoes fascinate a young nigga
Hey, hey

I be cryin´ in my car, nigga
Nightmares of dyin´ in my car, nigga (I ain´t lyin´)
I just wanna stack my meatloaf
I just wanna keep my heat close (I got it)
I heard a nigga killed his self
I heard a nigga killed his self
I´ma ride ´til it´s all gone
Uh, I´ma ride ´til it´s all gone
Rest in peace to the trill
Rest in peace to the real
Straight from me, nigga will
And believe me, a nigga will

Oh
Maybach Music
Oh
Whoa

I know you goin´ through some thangs, nigga
I got chills goin´ up my arm
My nigga gone

Pussy nigga, I´m independent
Pussy nigga, I want every pendant
Keep your business, keep your phones, nigga
I´m tryna do my own, nigga
Keep them pussy-boys from ´round me, nigga (Oh Lord)
Keep all pussy-boys from ´round me, nigga (Please, Jesus)
Keep all pussy-boys from ´round me, nigga (Please, Jesus)
I´m scared, these pussy-boys surroundin´, nigga
I´m so real, I´m so real
I´m so real, I´m so real
I feel alone, nigga, all alone (I´m so alone)

I feel alone, nigga, all alone

Candy paint fascinate a young nigga (Young nigga)
Gold watches fascinate a young nigga (I got ´em all)
Fine bitches fascinate a young nigga (I want ´em all)
They just wanna assassinate a young nigga

What´s a hundred grand to a young nigga?
My dog doin´ twenty as a young nigga
I´m prayin´ for his son, he´s a young nigga
Strapped with my gun as a young nigga

Candy paint fascinate a young nigga
Gold watches fascinate a young nigga
Fine bitches fascinate a young nigga
They just wanna assassinate a young nigga