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Mahogany Caskets
Rick Ross, T.I.
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Let's take it back to what we, what we love it at
How we only could do what we do
It's the biggest, uh, yeah (Maybach Music)
Uh
It's Stephon Diggs, I need another bitch
I won't stop spinnin', go get another brick
She got on my plane to suck another dick
I spend a lot on my chain, so send the condiments
I took all the profits, you keep the compliments
Even on an empty stomach, full of confidence
King of the city, let's build a monument
I'm richer than niggas, go read the finer print
Yachts, boats, hummin', spendin' the most
You niggas checked in rehab when your singin' was slow
It's Fat Boy back, this ain't rap money
I'll make you rap niggas come and rap for me
Helicopters comin' on my nigga D
Feds know the mumble, so no need to speak
Where the bitches sellin' bitches, put the kids to sleep
And I'm runnin' with the steppers, nothin' on my feet
Pardon my demeanor, I'm cleaner, sold out arenas
No love for the other side, fuck the Greg Greener
Get in the booth and team up, Cena's temperature heat up
I just cranked the machine up, married the game prenup
Was born to be up, since a fetus, I kicked my feet up
Dues paid in full, look, I can pull the receipt up
Me and God team up, ain't no way to defeat us
You in cahoots with demons, we got the W teetered
My follow through have to do away with whoever follow you
Send you to your mama like your father do, holla, dude
Opportunity knocked, I was shoppin' in Malibu
Eatin' soul food on Lenox Avenue, ain't that a fool?
Cannibal, digest niggas and threat dealers
Make set trippers go fetch niggas like pets
Hella cynical, been trippin' since clippin' my umbilical
Identical bullets reach whoever breaches the sentence
It's the king shit, I never fold, it never change
Switch, don't understand it, you don't understand English
Extinguish the fires you set, double the bet
Wish a sucker nothin' but love and respect while uppin' the check
And don't nobody care nothin' 'bout you bein' weird, do it here
We'll take them new veneers home with us as a souvenir
I ain't done yet neither
Trayvon Diggs, they wanna cut a nigga
No, I won't let coach come headbutt a nigga
You should ride in coach with all them other niggas
'Cause I gotta post a lot of other business
Nigga's emotional and undergiven
I got thirty women put all in one subdivision
Give a nigga space, give a nigga space
Fuck 'em, fillin' up the safes
Dinero, we ghetto Puerto Rico for weekends
Sippin' cafecito, Colombian women
Drug lords, all I see is drug wars
Bulletproof trucks to the front doors
Shoot up all your niggas, 50 Cent
And they never walk away, that go for many men
Rich rap shit, this is rich rap
And before I ever rat, I let a bitch rap
You on about your deal just like you Pusha Ice
When it's time to kill, trust I'm too nice
Shootin' for the stars with these two dice
Pull up double R's with the blue lights
Fat Boy, yes, matter of fact, boy
Make a rap nigga run, they call the task force
Thought you was a felon, all you do is the tellin'
Nigga told so fast, prosecutors jealous
They say the streets dead, but it's never that
One shot to the head, where the medic at?
Cash Money, I'm the new Cash Money
She can hit me in the D, I'ma just ask for me
That rich forever, huh