Rick Ross - For Da Low歌词
下载《For Da Low文本歌词》Rick Ross - Mafia Music
I got a feelin' nigga reel it and my money be the root
Look up at da stars she like honey where the roof?
Pull up in a darkskin nerrys dey goin' roof
Even once had a job pourin' tar on her roof
Dat boy had it hard no forsaw its da truth
So now wen I manaj and get massaged itss da proof
Proofs in dat puddin' & dat bakin' sodas takin'
Paper dat im makin' got her taken photos naked
Listenin' to niggas like whistlin' dat wiggie williams
I flip my middle finga im chillen on 20 million
Da rumors turn me on im masterbatin' at the top
These hoes so excited dey cathin' every drop
Im dodgin' the barcols like pot holes in Jamaica
We cut down the weedbury the paper on the makers
Martin had a dream Bob got high I still do both but somehow I got by
Preflo prayed mike vick payed bobby brown stray whitney lost weight
Kimbo slice on da pad wen I write
Dat may weather money lookin' funny in the light
But wouldnt really care we just throw it in the air
Celebratin' wealth pourin' moet in her hair
Excuse me her weeve the bluest of weed
Trunk full of white cz smell like blue cheese
Dat boy get salad beefbow movement
BM dubs on dem big thangs lookin' foolish
Shawty sittin' low big thangs poppin'
Tip on da glock from a crip up in comptonshootin' at da cops
Fuck 1 time I gave her to da block
I fucked 1 time we boys in da hood and nigga u lil trey
So press ya appetite we takin' ya lil tray
Love my handgun but my choppa still da shit
Banned in 1994 but I'm too legit too quit
99 to 6 kilos was the shit but dat be batter den roofin' dat shit be bad for ya skiiin
Niggas was rutheless and lord knows dat I've sinned
but I thought about my future in the loops like a pin
Walked out on da gig and I turned to da streets
Kept my name low key I aint heard from in weeks
I came up with a strategy to come up mathematically
I did it for da city but now everybody madd at me
Mothafuk' em all and sweat from my balls
If i drop another album I did dat for my dogs
10 maybox everybody ridin' big
I just sit back like look what I did
Den I bow my head and beg for forgiveness
Once I said my prayer everybody back to business
Smokin' on a blunt in my own restaurant ppl lookin' from a distance think im big daddy cunk
Reincarnated spirit of a g beef ill make u dinner take a seat so we could eat
Afaracon orra paws on the port u eat from da bowl while ya dog need a fork
Niggas aint loyal snakes slithered in dey coil im laughin' at u cause I kill u niggas wen im bored
We steppin' on ya crew until u mothafukkas crush nd make da sweet love to every women dat ya lust
I love to pay her bills cant wait to pay her rent Curtis Jackson baby mama
I aint askin for a cent
Burn the house down gotta buy another
Dont forget the gas can jealous stupid muthafuka
To anotha chapter paper dat I captured caught up in da rapture off of gunshots and laughter
Homicide is zoomin' and nigga u lookin funny woman love to stare cause dey kno dey c da cash
I open up my mind about openenin' bank accounts deposit a 100 staks
Break up now take it out baby dats a gift maybe u could live
I knew it wouldnt work but i just like to give used to run da street
Young niggas bad feet now im in da suites and eatin' crab meats
Ice so right otha rappers envy they callin' all my jeweler up askin' wat he spendin'
I got a feelin' nigga reel it and my money be the root
Look up at da stars she like honey where the roof?
Pull up in a darkskin nerrys dey goin' roof
Even once had a job pourin' tar on her roof
Dat boy had it hard no forsaw its da truth
So now wen I manaj and get massaged itss da proof
Proofs in dat puddin' & dat bakin' sodas takin'
Paper dat im makin' got her taken photos naked
Listenin' to niggas like whistlin' dat wiggie williams
I flip my middle finga im chillen on 20 million
Da rumors turn me on im masterbatin' at the top
These hoes so excited dey cathin' every drop
Im dodgin' the barcols like pot holes in Jamaica
We cut down the weedbury the paper on the makers
Martin had a dream Bob got high I still do both but somehow I got by
Preflo prayed mike vick payed bobby brown stray whitney lost weight
Kimbo slice on da pad wen I write
Dat may weather money lookin' funny in the light
But wouldnt really care we just throw it in the air
Celebratin' wealth pourin' moet in her hair
Excuse me her weeve the bluest of weed
Trunk full of white cz smell like blue cheese
Dat boy get salad beefbow movement
BM dubs on dem big thangs lookin' foolish
Shawty sittin' low big thangs poppin'
Tip on da glock from a crip up in comptonshootin' at da cops
Fuck 1 time I gave her to da block
I fucked 1 time we boys in da hood and nigga u lil trey
So press ya appetite we takin' ya lil tray
Love my handgun but my choppa still da shit
Banned in 1994 but I'm too legit too quit
99 to 6 kilos was the shit but dat be batter den roofin' dat shit be bad for ya skiiin
Niggas was rutheless and lord knows dat I've sinned
but I thought about my future in the loops like a pin
Walked out on da gig and I turned to da streets
Kept my name low key I aint heard from in weeks
I came up with a strategy to come up mathematically
I did it for da city but now everybody madd at me
Mothafuk' em all and sweat from my balls
If i drop another album I did dat for my dogs
10 maybox everybody ridin' big
I just sit back like look what I did
Den I bow my head and beg for forgiveness
Once I said my prayer everybody back to business
Smokin' on a blunt in my own restaurant ppl lookin' from a distance think im big daddy cunk
Reincarnated spirit of a g beef ill make u dinner take a seat so we could eat
Afaracon orra paws on the port u eat from da bowl while ya dog need a fork
Niggas aint loyal snakes slithered in dey coil im laughin' at u cause I kill u niggas wen im bored
We steppin' on ya crew until u mothafukkas crush nd make da sweet love to every women dat ya lust
I love to pay her bills cant wait to pay her rent Curtis Jackson baby mama
I aint askin for a cent
Burn the house down gotta buy another
Dont forget the gas can jealous stupid muthafuka
To anotha chapter paper dat I captured caught up in da rapture off of gunshots and laughter
Homicide is zoomin' and nigga u lookin funny woman love to stare cause dey kno dey c da cash
I open up my mind about openenin' bank accounts deposit a 100 staks
Break up now take it out baby dats a gift maybe u could live
I knew it wouldnt work but i just like to give used to run da street
Young niggas bad feet now im in da suites and eatin' crab meats
Ice so right otha rappers envy they callin' all my jeweler up askin' wat he spendin'
For Da LowLRC歌词
下载《For Da LowLRC歌词》[ti:Mafia Music] [ar:Rick Ross] [al:Deeper Than Rap] [00:00.60]Rick Ross - Mafia Music [00:01.60] [00:11.35]I got a feelin' nigga reel it and my money be the root [00:14.80]Look up at da stars she like honey where the roof? [00:17.84]Pull up in a darkskin nerrys dey goin' roof [00:20.74]Even once had a job pourin' tar on her roof [00:23.73]Dat boy had it hard no forsaw its da truth [00:26.68]So now wen I manaj and get massaged itss da proof [00:29.86]Proofs in dat puddin' & dat bakin' sodas takin' [00:32.83]Paper dat im makin' got her taken photos naked [00:35.94]Listenin' to niggas like whistlin' dat wiggie williams [00:38.83]I flip my middle finga im chillen on 20 million [00:41.77]Da rumors turn me on im masterbatin' at the top [00:44.78]These hoes so excited dey cathin' every drop [00:47.77]Im dodgin' the barcols like pot holes in Jamaica [00:50.73]We cut down the weedbury the paper on the makers [00:53.91]Martin had a dream Bob got high I still do both but somehow I got by [00:59.00] [00:59.78]Preflo prayed mike vick payed bobby brown stray whitney lost weight [01:05.84]Kimbo slice on da pad wen I write [01:08.74]Dat may weather money lookin' funny in the light [01:11.73]But wouldnt really care we just throw it in the air [01:14.82]Celebratin' wealth pourin' moet in her hair [01:17.78]Excuse me her weeve the bluest of weed [01:20.82]Trunk full of white cz smell like blue cheese [01:23.79]Dat boy get salad beefbow movement [01:26.99]BM dubs on dem big thangs lookin' foolish [01:29.93]Shawty sittin' low big thangs poppin' [01:32.83]Tip on da glock from a crip up in comptonshootin' at da cops [01:37.30]Fuck 1 time I gave her to da block [01:40.31]I fucked 1 time we boys in da hood and nigga u lil trey [01:44.69]So press ya appetite we takin' ya lil tray [01:47.83]Love my handgun but my choppa still da shit [01:50.62]Banned in 1994 but I'm too legit too quit [01:53.74]99 to 6 kilos was the shit but dat be batter den roofin' dat shit be bad for ya skiiin [01:59.98]Niggas was rutheless and lord knows dat I've sinned [02:02.80]but I thought about my future in the loops like a pin [02:05.80]Walked out on da gig and I turned to da streets [02:08.52]Kept my name low key I aint heard from in weeks [02:11.70]I came up with a strategy to come up mathematically [02:14.66]I did it for da city but now everybody madd at me [02:17.85]Mothafuk' em all and sweat from my balls [02:20.73]If i drop another album I did dat for my dogs [02:23.91]10 maybox everybody ridin' big [02:26.78]I just sit back like look what I did [02:29.79]Den I bow my head and beg for forgiveness [02:32.86]Once I said my prayer everybody back to business [02:35.92]Smokin' on a blunt in my own restaurant ppl lookin' from a distance think im big daddy cunk [02:41.91]Reincarnated spirit of a g beef ill make u dinner take a seat so we could eat [02:47.74]Afaracon orra paws on the port u eat from da bowl while ya dog need a fork [02:53.87]Niggas aint loyal snakes slithered in dey coil im laughin' at u cause I kill u niggas wen im bored [02:59.00] [02:59.71]We steppin' on ya crew until u mothafukkas crush nd make da sweet love to every women dat ya lust [03:05.76]I love to pay her bills cant wait to pay her rent Curtis Jackson baby mama [03:10.18]I aint askin for a cent [03:12.07]Burn the house down gotta buy another [03:14.66]Dont forget the gas can jealous stupid muthafuka [03:17.78]To anotha chapter paper dat I captured caught up in da rapture off of gunshots and laughter [03:23.92]Homicide is zoomin' and nigga u lookin funny woman love to stare cause dey kno dey c da cash [03:29.78]I open up my mind about openenin' bank accounts deposit a 100 staks [03:34.19]Break up now take it out baby dats a gift maybe u could live [03:38.91]I knew it wouldnt work but i just like to give used to run da street [03:43.30]Young niggas bad feet now im in da suites and eatin' crab meats [03:48.00]Ice so right otha rappers envy they callin' all my jeweler up askin' wat he spendin' [03:53.85]Thinkin' bout boss not thinkin' bout dem heress a letter to my enemies wen I wont sin [03:56.85]