Текст песни Rick Ross - Speedin' (feat. R. Kelly)

Trilla
Жанр: Rap
Исполнитель: Rick Ross
Альбом: Trilla
Длительность: 03:25
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Legendary, Runners, you know me Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, Trilla Oh oh oh, oh oh oh Every dollar that I count can't go in my account My accountant can't count up all my money in a hour ~Cause it's comin' too fast and I'm scared it won't last Look that white girl in her face, told her this was her last dance Goddamn, speedin' got my heart racin' I don't have the nominations you could blame that on my occupation Ceasar salad, Ceasar's Palace You're not a boss little nigga 'cause your cheese is average In the Benz, AK, ridin' shotgun It's a Benz ~cause you're broke ~til you got one It ain't nothin' doin' 100 in the Maybach Throwin' money out the roof motherfuck the brake pads Fast life, I live, big cars, big cribs Speedin', I'm speedin' I can't stop, it's all I know From a youngin' I was taught get doe I'm speedin', speedin', I'm speedin' These people came lookin' for me, shit I got ghosts See the West Coast close up in the Montrose Big money, boss major American Idol, I got fans like Fantasia Read between the lines or yo' ass like Fantasia Get hit between the eyes, he died, they can't save him In a Porsche, I'm weavin' No dough, but I'm speedin' I'm starin' at the skyline I got a million on my mind I'm the best and these pussy niggas runnin' out of time Ricky Ross, I'm the chill, quarter mill for the timepiece Yeah, I bought a wheels like deals with the dime beats [ Rick Ross Lyrics are found on ] Fast life, I live, big cars, big cribs Speedin', I'm speedin' I can't stop, it's all I know From a youngin' I was taught get doe I'm speedin', speedin', I'm speedin' Sittin' in the livin' room, watchin' The Grammys Wishin' that was me that was on The Grammys All I needed was someone to get behind me Money rain on me! I was a determined ill nigger, dirty shoes and Hilfiger Homie helped me out 'cause his boy was a drug dealer Now I'm flyin' high ~cause my gifts grew wings And now I'm flyin' down like the coupe grew wings Kells and Ross on the Hollywood scene Red carpet and we smellin' like green Now I floss ~cause I got paid off Collabo was the Hip Hop and R&B boss, oh! Fast life, I live, big cars, big cribs Speedin', I'm speedin' I can't stop, it's all I know From a youngin' I was taught get doe I'm speedin', I'm speedin', I'm speedin' E-Class, I think somebody followin' me Meet me at the helipad, Mickey Beach I'm worth fifteen million baby I'm tryin' to blow it all in one week! Fuckin' wit you, Triple C's, it's the Boss (I'm speedin I'm speedin') I'm a fly away on you haters I done came up so fast Movies, endorsements, films (I'm speedin I'm speedin') We own things, Boss! Legendary, Runners, you know me Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, Trilla Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
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