Rick Ross - Maybach Music 2 (feat. T-Pain, Lil Wayne, Kanye West)

Realest shit I ever wrote chillin in my maybach whatever I send out homie im a make back can you believe it whoOo you gotta see it heyyy I don’t plan on going broke put that on my maybach cause im in it to win ya ni**as cant take that listen to my maybach music to my maybach music Martin louie the king junior startin all that stuntin is gonna ruin ya If B.I was alive he probably have a two tone with the grey poupon on anything yay poop on we'll explode cause I am the shit and this is my commode oh oh that it go talking about how ya boy clothes extra tight I just remember that my lime light extra bright I hit the strip club and girls get extra hype you hit the strip club and girls turn extra dyke we know who not gettin no sex tonight and a lap dance that probably be a blessin right so all the shit you talkin, dead. Coffin I like the weed coughin, new crib Loft in... Where is that? Austin Where is that? Texas What’s in front? Benzes What else? Lexus But who's maybach is that? Mr. West's Chorus Kush burn like petroleum Crib need custodians Shades in all shades B's made of rolidium Use to be the O smoke Hoe’s call it ho low Now I got so many horses bitches call me polo Fifty-seven sixty-two Tell me how you wanna move Yeah you know I got them both Beat ya ass black and blue I've barely gettin pretty woman Now I scoop any winners (Amy Winters?) Like kittie litter And winner fendi denim like a slindin ni**er Lookin in the mirror I can see the real contender Sellin reefer, even Gregory, im on my dinner So what the fuck is you tellin me other than your gender? I’m a boss and im ridin like a small vogue Ni**er make your wheels and ride until they fall off Yeah Ross Chorus Well alright All black maybach Im sittin in the asshole Classy as a mother Still gutter like a bad bowl "Benjamin Franklin on ex" how that cash roll That’s right them mills dew like damp clothes I eat your meal too We don't feel you And we be strappin up like the navy seal do Sweet as banana split Every time I peel through Fresher than will smith And Uncle Phil too Watching T.V. in the maybach in traffic I’m on my feet like tough actin tinactin I’m runnin this shit you should try tacklin Lil Wayne in one word? Immaculate you see the Big’ you see the Jay’ the 2pac in him and Kurt cobain the Andre 3 stacks And then I’m back to doin shit like I do's it maybach music (Yeah, young moula, ah) Chorus