Текст песни(слова) lyrics Rick Ross - Billionaire

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Trilllaa...
BOSS
Yeah, trilla, feels good baby
BOSS,
I done took over the game ni*ga,
Hoppin' out the blue gotti with my bellys? on

No underwear ni*ga, my jeans tight fitted to ni*ga
Jay-Z wuddup ni*g !
Uh, yeah
Let me f**k with 'em right now

[Verse 1]
Ni*gas want to kidnap (kidnap), leave me in the trunk
Walk away with big stacks (big stacks)
They jealous of the fortune, the glitz and the fame my cocaine mortgage
In the game like tony parker, snow white range and my partner pocket

I'm back on them thangs thats my only problem, homie I put that only mamma
Still rollin' with the 4 5th now that I'm rich got these broke niggas so sick
And my daughters college pre paid, she straight - say thanks to the d game!, in that phantom
On that tupac, ridin' through the ghetto like I'm lookin' for a new spot, nawwt. but I'm well
Established, I f**k with heroin cause it sells the fastest

[Chorus]
I'ma ride bout mine, and I wouldn't tell a lie
Take it out of town go and get my money right
And if it ain't bout cash, I don't really care

I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire
I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire
I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire

If it ain't 'bout cash I don't really care
I'm straight 'bout cash
I'm a hood billionaire

[Verse 2]
Uh, boss a b*tch try to stick me
Just cause you f**k me don't mean you can kiss me, naww
I only f**k with the O.G.'s, the ones that won't turn you in to the police
On the run ni*ga four keys

I.d.'s, passports it was so sweet (they lookin' baby!)
Front yard still a carshow, blue gotti, the gotti and my rocko
I won't let the roof up, kingdom come, prince is a ?
To be loved, to be loved, oh what a feeling for me to be loved

Haters want to murder me and I can smell a hit
So its music to my ears everytime i feel a clip
I'm a card shark up in a hard rock, 20 grand a hand baby jam in the ipod?

[Chorus]
I'ma ride bout mine, and I wouldn't tell a lie
Take it out of town go and get my money right
And if it ain't bout cash, I don't really care

I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire
I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire
I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire

If it aint 'bout cash I don't really care
I'm straight 'bout cash
I'm a hood billionaire

[Verse 3]
Boss Hit a hundred grand in a day damn
Whip that white girl just like k-fed
Got me a white girl, I f**k til her face red
Yeah her food tastes bad, but she givin great head
 
Please let me say that, I really love a fat *ss
Take her to the dealer ship, and shecan she can get that
My heart in the ghetto, I'm married to the projects
I ride with AR, incase a ni*ga start shit

[Chorus]
I'ma ride bout mine, and I wouldn't tell a lie
Take it out of town go and get my money right
And if it ain't bout cash, I don't really care

I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire
I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire
I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire

If it ain't 'bout cash I don't really care
I'm straight 'bout cash
I'm a hood billionaire