Lyrics: RICK ROSS "BILLIONAIRE" (0/2)

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Trilla, boss, yeah, Trilla, feels good, baby

Trilllaaaaa... BOSSSS

Boss, I done took over the game, nigga

Yeah, trilla, feels good baby BOSSSS,

Hoppin' out the blue gotti with my bellys on

I done took over the game nigga,

No underwear nigga, my jeans tight fitted, too nigga

Hoppin' out the blue gotti with my bellys? on

Jay-Z, wuddup nigg? Yeah, let me fuck with 'em right now

No underwear nigga, my jeans tight fitted to nigga

Jay-Z wuddup nigg ! Uh, yeah

Niggas want to kidnap, leave me in the trunk

Let me f**k with 'em right now

Walk away with big stacks

They jealous of the fortune

[Verse 1:]

Glitz and the fame, my cocaine mortgage

Niggas want to kidnap (kidnap), leave me

in the trunk, walk away with big stacks (big stacks)

In the game like Tony Parker

They jealous of the fortune, the glitz and

Snow white range and my partner pocket

the fame my cocaine mortgage,

I'm back on them thangs that's my only problem

In the game like tony parker, snow white

Homie, I put that on my only mamma

range and my partner pocket,

I'm back on them thangs that's my only

Still rollin' with the 4, 5th, now that I'm rich

problem, homie I put that only mamma.

Got these broke niggas so sick

Still rollin' with the 4 5th now that I'm rich

And my daughters college pre-paid, she straight

got these broke niggas so sick,

Say thanks to the D game

And my daughters college pre paid, she

straight - say thanks to the d game!,

In that phantom on that Tupac

in that phantom

Ridin' through the ghetto like I'm lookin' for a new spot

On that tupac, ridin' through the ghetto

Naw, but I'm well established

like I'm lookin' for a new spot, nawwt. but I'm well

I fuck with heroin 'cause it sells the fastest

Established, I fuck with heroin cause it sells the fastest.

I'ma ride 'bout mine and I wouldn't tell a lie

[Chorus]

Take it out of town go and get my money right

I'ma ride bout mine, and I wouldn't tell a lie,

And if it ain't 'bout cash, I don't really care

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

If it ain't 'bout cash, I don't really care

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.

A bitch try to stick me

'Cause you fuck me don't mean you can kiss me

[Verse 2] Uh, boss

Naw, I only fuck with the OG's

A bitch try to stick me,

The ones that won't turn you in to the police

Just cause you fuck me don't mean you can kiss me, naww

I only fuck with the O.G.'s, the ones that

On the run, I'm thru' wit nigga four keys

won't turn you in to the police,

ID's, passports, it was so sweet

On the run I threw a nigga four keys

Front yard still a car show, blue gotti to gotti, I'm a rocko

I.d.'s, passports it was so sweet (they lookin' baby!)

I won't let the roof up, kingdom come, princess Amunda

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

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,

Haters want to murder me and I can smell a hit

So it's music to my ears everytime I feel a clip,

So it's music to my ears every time I feel a clip

I'm a card shark up in a hard rock, 20

I'm a card shark up in a hard rock

grand in hand fpr every jam in the ipod?

Twenty grand a hand, baby, jamin' the ipod

[Chorus]

I'ma ride 'bout mine and I wouldn't tell a lie

I'm a ride 'bout mine, and I wouldn't tell a lie,

Take it out of town go and get my money right

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

If it ain't 'bout cash, I don't really care

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

If it ain't 'bout cash I don't really care,

Boss, hit a hundred grand in a day damn

I'm straight 'bout cash,

Whip that white girl just like K-Fed

I'm a hood billionaire.

Got me a white girl, I fuck till her face red

Yeah, her food tastes bad, but she givin' great head

[Verse 3] Boss

Hit a hundred grand in a day damn

Please, let me say that, I really love her fat ass

Whip that white girl just like k-fed

[Incomprehensible] to the dealership, and she can, she can get that

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 ass

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, in case a nigga start shit

I ride with AR, incase a nigga start shit

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

If it ain't 'bout cash, I don't really care

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

Triple C, when y'all stoppin' me

[Chorus]

Told you all niggas in '95, I was worth two million

I'm a ride bout mine, and I wouldn't tell a lie,

Now it's a way and I got ten in the bank nigga

Take it out of town go and get my money right.

What else y'all got from Nick? I wanna see

And if it ain't bout cash, I don't really care

I need yours to own, God, niggas gettin' washed out

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

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

And that's alright, I've been lettin' it be slightly

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

Like that they will prob'ly like

If it ain't bout cash I don't really care,

Tryna make some kinda moves, man

I'm straight bout cash,

I'm a hood billionaire.

Yes, I got a Vuitton, four shades, nigga

I gotta all new look, alright, you know

Ever since I got my W2 bracket, fear me

I got plans for you niggas, man

Murder's not a problem

I'm the boss, still comin' down, 183rd, nigga

They gave you up on the 305, 47 A6, it's all the same game

Posted up in front of Papa's

And the Maybach [Incomprehensible] scenes

Triple C's like, boss, church

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