This shit is highly sophisticated
I just make it look easy nigga, Follow me
Rick Ross
I’m so sophisticated, To get a verse from me
You gotta be initiated, To get a purse from me
She gotta be sophisticated, Purchase a whip from me
And never miss a single payment, I’m from the city
Where the muslims even christians hate it
Even the black folk, Hate to see another nigga made it
Tell all them pussies to chill, Champagne refrigerated
Just bought a chopper, ‘cause the last one
Got it confiscated, Counting a hundred mill so many times
I contemplated, You wanna be the hottest
But that shit get complicated, I pull your card
I know you’re pussy, By your conversation
Show you the safe, You’ll have to kill me
For that combination, Made another two milli
Just off the compilation, I just hit a lick
I’m telling you this shit amazing, Got a white bitch
She fucking me, Just like she jamaican, Sippin’ purple
And that muthafucker concentrated
This for my niggas in them prisons, Overpopulated
This the mob so, You gotta get initiated
If you a mob, then you gotta make an issue payment
We going hard, Run it back
Just like it’s walter payton
The game’s sweet
Gave all my niggas an occupation - (Ugh)
We so sophisticated - (Ugh)
Shit so sophisticated - (Woop)
Hundred millionaires
Guess you made it - (Ugh)
Rick Ross
I’m so sophisticated, Smoking weed
Busting open dolla liquor later, I bust her open then
I tell her i’ma lick her later, Pull out the stick
And spray that bitch, Just like it’s activator
Time to lay down these niggas, Who still be masquerading
We know you pussies, So you got my niggas masturbating
Round of applause, ‘cause them choppers be so captivating
So sophisticated, ‘cause them hits be calculated
Put yo dick in the dirt, Now you decapitated
I’m getting money, So you’ll never hear me talking petty
Tatted on my stomach, Rich forever, makaveli
Fifty million, hundred million, It’s accumulating
I’m the hottest, And these other niggas cooling
Ain’t it, I got a bitch i’m fucking that you see on bet
My lil’ haiti shooters will have yo ass on tmz
Breaking news and we still get them for 10 a key
And if he faking, fuck him, Tell them niggas “c’est la vie”
This the mob, So you gotta get initiated
If you a mob, Then you gotta make an issue payment
We going hard, Run it back just like it’s walter payton
The game’s sweet, Gave all my niggas an occupation - (Ugh)
We so sophisticated - (Ugh)
Shit so sophisticated - (Woop)
Hundred millionaires, Guess you made it - (Ugh)
Meek Mill
Shittin’ on these haters, Ball hard d-waders
Ever since i got money, E’rybody need favors
That’s why i ain’t got no homies
And i ain’t got no neighbors
But i be on my grind like
I ain’t got no paper, But i’m so rich
And i got yo bitch, All in my whip and
She all on my dick, With a hand on my stick
Tryna live in my crib, ‘cause i handle
My shit like a candle got lit
‘cause i burn shit down, Yea i’m in my bag
And these niggas so, Mad it’s my turn now
And i get that cash, my bitch so bad
She know sophisticated, I’m balling hard
Fucking bitches and, Ain’t got shit for haters
I hang my arm out the window
Now watch me get the paper
My neck so frosty, you frauding
Yo shit refrigerator, Boy you an imitator
You ain’t got no m’s in yo account
I never ask my amount
Treat that bad bitch like a bad check
‘cause i cash that and i bounce
I ain’t never had shit but, I grab shit and
I cashed out on that ounce
And i flipped that to a bird
And bounced back like word
This the mob so you gotta get initiated, If you a mob
Then you gotta make an issue payment, We going hard
Run it back, Just like it’s walter payton
The game’s sweet, Gave all my niggas an occupation - (Ugh)
We so sophisticated - (Ugh)
Shit so sophisticated - (Woop)
Hundred millionaires, Guess you made it - (Ugh)
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I just make it look easy nigga, Follow me
Rick Ross
I’m so sophisticated, To get a verse from me
You gotta be initiated, To get a purse from me
She gotta be sophisticated, Purchase a whip from me
And never miss a single payment, I’m from the city
Where the muslims even christians hate it
Even the black folk, Hate to see another nigga made it
Tell all them pussies to chill, Champagne refrigerated
Just bought a chopper, ‘cause the last one
Got it confiscated, Counting a hundred mill so many times
I contemplated, You wanna be the hottest
But that shit get complicated, I pull your card
I know you’re pussy, By your conversation
Show you the safe, You’ll have to kill me
For that combination, Made another two milli
Just off the compilation, I just hit a lick
I’m telling you this shit amazing, Got a white bitch
She fucking me, Just like she jamaican, Sippin’ purple
And that muthafucker concentrated
This for my niggas in them prisons, Overpopulated
This the mob so, You gotta get initiated
If you a mob, then you gotta make an issue payment
We going hard, Run it back
Just like it’s walter payton
The game’s sweet
Gave all my niggas an occupation - (Ugh)
We so sophisticated - (Ugh)
Shit so sophisticated - (Woop)
Hundred millionaires
Guess you made it - (Ugh)
Rick Ross
I’m so sophisticated, Smoking weed
Busting open dolla liquor later, I bust her open then
I tell her i’ma lick her later, Pull out the stick
And spray that bitch, Just like it’s activator
Time to lay down these niggas, Who still be masquerading
We know you pussies, So you got my niggas masturbating
Round of applause, ‘cause them choppers be so captivating
So sophisticated, ‘cause them hits be calculated
Put yo dick in the dirt, Now you decapitated
I’m getting money, So you’ll never hear me talking petty
Tatted on my stomach, Rich forever, makaveli
Fifty million, hundred million, It’s accumulating
I’m the hottest, And these other niggas cooling
Ain’t it, I got a bitch i’m fucking that you see on bet
My lil’ haiti shooters will have yo ass on tmz
Breaking news and we still get them for 10 a key
And if he faking, fuck him, Tell them niggas “c’est la vie”
This the mob, So you gotta get initiated
If you a mob, Then you gotta make an issue payment
We going hard, Run it back just like it’s walter payton
The game’s sweet, Gave all my niggas an occupation - (Ugh)
We so sophisticated - (Ugh)
Shit so sophisticated - (Woop)
Hundred millionaires, Guess you made it - (Ugh)
Meek Mill
Shittin’ on these haters, Ball hard d-waders
Ever since i got money, E’rybody need favors
That’s why i ain’t got no homies
And i ain’t got no neighbors
But i be on my grind like
I ain’t got no paper, But i’m so rich
And i got yo bitch, All in my whip and
She all on my dick, With a hand on my stick
Tryna live in my crib, ‘cause i handle
My shit like a candle got lit
‘cause i burn shit down, Yea i’m in my bag
And these niggas so, Mad it’s my turn now
And i get that cash, my bitch so bad
She know sophisticated, I’m balling hard
Fucking bitches and, Ain’t got shit for haters
I hang my arm out the window
Now watch me get the paper
My neck so frosty, you frauding
Yo shit refrigerator, Boy you an imitator
You ain’t got no m’s in yo account
I never ask my amount
Treat that bad bitch like a bad check
‘cause i cash that and i bounce
I ain’t never had shit but, I grab shit and
I cashed out on that ounce
And i flipped that to a bird
And bounced back like word
This the mob so you gotta get initiated, If you a mob
Then you gotta make an issue payment, We going hard
Run it back, Just like it’s walter payton
The game’s sweet, Gave all my niggas an occupation - (Ugh)
We so sophisticated - (Ugh)
Shit so sophisticated - (Woop)
Hundred millionaires, Guess you made it - (Ugh)
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