Lyrics Certified - Rick Ross , Krept & Konan

Ask about us yeah, we′re certified
Certified, certified
In my hood they love us cause they know we're certified
Certified, certified
She wanna fuck I only let her if she certified
Certified, certified
You wanna hit it she ain′t with it you ain't certified
Certified, certified
Everyone you see around me yeah they're certified
Says she wanna try my chain on
When I park up, that′s your bae gone
I swear the arse was enormous, the last time we all seen it it was August
So don′t ever leave your bitch lonely
Cause i'm a young thug getting, rich homie
Black life
My car stick in your memory that′s what I call a flash drive
I got her backing up her bumper
Broom broom
But this ain't my mums car
Certified what they gonna say
Tell the waiter more cheese on my bolagnase
Ask about us yeah, we′re certified
Certified, certified
In my hood they love us cause they know we're certified
Certified, certified
She wanna fuck I only let her if she certified
Certified, certified
You wanna hit it, she ain′t with it you ain't certified
Certified, certified
Everyone you see around me yeah they're certified
Say you that nigga
I bet you probably one of them I pay you back niggas
Feds stopped me like did you see the crime
"Sorry officer, i′m leagally blind"
Cold chain, iced it
Take a picture of me, that′s an ice pic
White babes love us, like the Wayans brothers
I'm a black man in a white chick
From the streets, so be careful where you roll around
Could get P O P if you don′t hold it down
All these red bottoms getting silly nigga
More pairs than Ricky nigga
Ask about us yeah we're certified
Certified, certified
In my hood they love us cause they know we′re certified
Certified, certified
She wanna fuck I only let her if she certified
Certified, certified
You wanna hit it she ain't with it you ain′t certified
Certified certified
Everyone you see around me yeah they're certified
Certified, we the bosses
We get money over here
Let me break it down for 'em
Catch me out in London niggas with me mobbing hard
In the club you see we banging like its scotley yard
B O B these bitches with me really hold it down
Rock around a rocking car thats half a million pounds
Eyes open cause them broke niggas still snatching chains
Homicide stretch your momma on that front page
Ain′t no love or symathy what the fuck is a frith
So cut throat just to float in this comfortable Benz
Still blowing money fast
Lizzies in that duffel bag
Sometimes I still fly commercial, count it all in first class
Started with a single so I had to slip it nigga
Eighty million later still be quick to whip it nigga
Double′in my DC niggas still got Obama ties
If you try me imma buss you cause i'm certified
Seen a hundred bricks, got a hundred shots
Boss, one hundred
Ask about us yeah we′re certified
Certified, certified
In my hood they love us cause they know we're certified
Certified, certified
She wanna fuck I only let her if she certified
Certified, certified
You wanna hit it she ain′t with it you ain't certified
Certified, certified
Everyone you see around me yeah they′re certified