Текст песни You Know I Got It (reprise) - Rick Ross

A little over a year ago I was in bondage
And now I'm back out here reaping the blessings
And getting the benefits that go along with it
Everything that's out here for kings like us

The reason why we like this, this jewelry
And this diamonds and stuff
They don't understand is, because we really from Africa
And that's where all this stuff come from
And we originated from kings, you know what I'm saying?
So don't look down on the youngsters
Because they wanna have shiny things, it's in our genes

Know what I'm saying?
We just don't all know our history
So peace to the Midwest, Keep it P-I, you know what I'm saying?
I'm a just keep you up on this pimp shit, see what I'm saying?

I just landed in Europe, nigga
Shopping bags, I'm a tourist, nigga
Money talk I speak fluent, nigga
Reeboks on, I just do it, nigga

Look at me, I'm pure nigga
I bet the hoes on my tour, nigga
I don't bop, I do the money dance
My bitch whip cost a hundred grand

Red vert, you see me slide
Sexy bitch I hope she 'bout it
Sexy bitch I know she 'bout it
Fuck with me, you know I got it

Fuck with me, you know I got it
Fuck with me, you know I got it
Sexy bitch I hope she 'bout it
Come fuck with me, you know I got it

Fuck with me, you know I got it
Fuck with me, you know I got it
Sexy bitch I hope she 'bout it
Come fuck with me, you know I got it

My smoke thick, my jewels gold
My shoes new, these hoes chose
My pistol works, my looks kill
Bitch text me, her rent here
Unfortunately I'm a pimp, baby
Couldn't care less 'bout your rent, lady

I got a chopper that's a bit crazy
Balenciaga boots, I'm in the Bent faded
Peelin' paper like a bank teller
Me and Hova in the bank, hella
Paper cuts until you hate cheddar
I take that back 'cause I am straight cheddar

Fuck with me, you know I got it
Fuck with me, you know I got it
Sexy bitch I hope she 'bout it
Come fuck with me, you know I got it

Fuck with me, you know I got it
Fuck with me, you know I got it
Sexy bitch I hope she 'bout it
Come fuck with me, you know I got it

40 rack, front pocket
I bet 40 racks them folks watchin'
I bet 40 racks them hoes want me
I got 40 racks, these hoes on me
40 rounds, that thang on me

Fuck around, my bang on me
Cell phone got 40 hoes
A-game give me 40 more
Her number keep on poppin' up

She came through, the topic was to top me up
Top down in my white Corniche
Ever see these Hermès seats?

Fuck with me, you know I got it
Fuck with me, you know I got it
Sexy bitch I hope she 'bout it
Come fuck with me, you know I got it

Fuck with me, you know I got it
Fuck with me, you know I got it
Sexy bitch I hope she 'bout it
Come fuck with me, you know I got it

I'm ridin' big comin' down that beach
Geechi nigga with satin sheets
Bad bitch, she a masterpiece
Got a bad bitch, she a masterpiece
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