Rick Ross – Rich Off Cocaine Lyrics

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[Intro]
This is Mafia Music and a Maybach that is
Had to take it Deeper Than Rap baby

[Hook: Avery Storm]
Miami nights, I'm livin the life
Cause I'm rich off cocaine, cause I'm rich off cocaine
The last bird flew the coup
I lose the roof, ain't nothin' but the wind in my hair
I'm not bullet proof, I'm fully proof that you can make it here
All that livin fast, it ain't got to last, now I can't slow it down
Cause I'm sittin on top of the world and I'm not comin' down


[Verse 1]
Burnin' butter got it smellin' like it's butterscotch
Every bird boss take it to another notch
Bitch I'm busy baby go and suck another cock
Fuck a hater make me throw away another Glock
Money in the mansion, yayo in another spot
Guns in the attik mama help me put 'em up
She'll pull 'em down, tell you quick to him 'em up

Load a hundred rounds, bring it back she'll fill it up
Like the time when them niggas payed us conterfiet
He count chips but that trick may have got 'em flip
We ain't playin man slang for them dollar bills
Quarter million for the chain help the collar chill

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
How you seen a kilo started at a eight ball
First 48 to homicide ain't solve
Comin' from where hoes fuck ya for your paint job
Catch a case and daddy let you know you can't call
Coppin' 20 keys gotta be finicky
I got a tendency to send them up to Tennessee

Black Infinity to condo right on Venice Beach
I watch 'em snort a powder all while I'm chillin' sippin tea
Lemons and honey, millions and money
Gucci, Louis Vuitton, specifically homie
My women imported, I'm never extorted
I'm very important, 20 grand for the mortgage

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Baby mamas I hate 'em, they just want you to pay 'em
I'm in love with my babies, maybe mad that I'm famous
Don't be raisin' your voice that's another retainer
Know you missin' a nigga, know you missin' that anal
Know you missin' that Prada, how we did the regatta
She miss callin' me daddy, daddy drippin' in dollars
Daddy did it in Vegas, yeah I gotta connect
I get 'em ten a piece as long as I keep it correct
Vacation to Haiti, it nearly broke my heart
Seein' kids starve I thought about my Audemar
Sellin' dope ain't right, I put it on my life
Chickens put me in position to donate the rice

[Hook]

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