Rick Ross - Where My Money (I Need That) paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Where My Money (I Need That) - Rick Ross



Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast
Where my money?
Never try me like a thug
If you do you betta duck
I'mma hit em' in his body
Somebody patching you up
I'mma bust a nigga head
Somebody wrapping you up
When I ask you for ma shit
Nigga am I asking too much?
Ridin' dirty in ma Seven deuce
It's dirty, you can tell tha truth
I'm dirtier than a reverend
Fighting internal revenue
I'mma get mine
You can call me Uncle Sam
Used ya for your services
And I don't give a damn
Slap bush with ma stash
All these taxes and this cash
Got these bitches sellin' ass
Homicide for tha cash
Homicide for tha cash
Ridin' around gunnin' mass
Summertime son of sam
Triple C gon gun you down
Twenty birds on this surb
Posted up on tha curb
Got a lotta pistol game
So we at ya A-Day
If you owe me a dime
Boy you better give me mine
Cause I'm pullin' ma nine
With one thing thats on ma mind
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast
Where my money?
Still waitin' on tha call
Homie supposed to be my dawg
It done been more then a week
He caught himself runnin' off
Yea he bought two, two
But I fronted anotha three, three
But I'mma get him marked off
Fo no less than a quarter key
Yea I broke him off
Now I gotta break him off
He think he using his head
I gotta take it off
Therefore I'm loosing his head
And then I'm taking off
Mashing in the grand national
Won't break it off
Lemme break it down
I see fifty off a chicken
Everytime I break it down
Bad little bitches shake it
When they break it down
Lemme break it down
I broke it down
To tha smallest slab
Cause I'm so fat
I got the fiends callin' cabs
I'm out here for my stacks
I'm out here for my stacks
From the side of the bridge
You gotta cross the tracks
Dade county D Boyz at yo front door
Three in tha mornin' and ya know what dey knockin' fo'
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast
Where my money?
I'm like a professor
I weigh and I measure
Triple beam on tha dresser
Couldn't be fresher
Cookin's my pleasure
Cookies my treasure
Hustle couldn't be better
Muscle you couldn't measure
Niggas feelin' tha pressure
Pressure they bust pipes
I'm cool with your bitch
Your bitch fuck nice (See I need that)
Fly hoes on my team (See I need that)
My hoes will gimmie anything
Grinding back in Savana
Climbing back through Atlanta
Shoot the makin', see what shakin'
My shit white as Miss Vanna
It's Rick Ross
Rolls-Royce when I floss
I'm a big boss
And I neva took a loss (See I need that)
(See I need that)
I might of took a loss
But it wasn't like that (Ross)
So I'm back on my grizzle
Got the streets on sizzle
It's Ricky Rizzle
The rich nizzle
Tha rich nizzle (Now bitch)
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast
Where my money?



Writer(s): WILLIAM ROBERTS, JERMAINE JACKSON, ANDREW HARR


Rick Ross - Port of Miami
Album Port of Miami
date de sortie
08-08-2006




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