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[Rick
Two door coupe
I call it Perry
Wiz papers
smoking my berrys
S65 I it Rihanna
It got a red top but its white like
Made man, you hear what I
having a slumber party all my counting bread
made man, also known as Papi
and Im running up in the culo
my wrist always on frio, call me chilly
super head and super head, and I really
Californication, Motivation in my
got on my blue Dickie, out my n-gga Roccett
still smoking sickie, it aint no other
not for made and Im never stopping
I the bar, I set the standards
my yayo, Usher Raymond, that b-tch keep on dancing

dollar bills on top of bills
thats all Im throwing, if she her momma will
n-ggas, talking a lot of skrill
8 digits a n-gga live

made man, you what I said
I got a squares
if you scared, called the
made men, Im screaming bills
park the on the Porsche
there they go, Dollar

Riding round the city, plastic cup of
find a n-gga like me, to be told, I dont know many
I say shout my driver Lauren, thats 62 with
cant see shit, I dont know where the f-ck Im at for
when it boils down, Im just a T.O
but bitches tell me that I just like a creole n-gga
New Orleans its love, everytime Im in town
shout out my Tez, thats my brother my round
tomorrows money, I call it maana
off the just aint my style, I call it designer
one of my women ever, I call her Rihanna
but thats her name is Rihanna!
Im in the condo just posting Miami kill
I might walk to the arena and watch it for real
Ashes to ashes, me, Rozay and
smoking bull riders, moving slow as a ballad
tattoo on your ass, itd be nice if you me
Im buying furs, Mike Tyson, Naomi
Ive got the right to do it, its only to do it
love me some head, and I love a woman that to do it
love my team, aint no other option
not for made and Im never stopping
Im Wayans, just know that homie dont play that
you know we my n-gga, Young money, Maybach

[Rick - Verse 3]
Black panorama, I it T-Pain
I got my autotune, that bitch
got my revolver too, I it Ving Rhames
you a baby boy, we doing big things
n-ggas, you hear what I said
I got some bad news, Jabar in the feds
twenty, he just did a dime
been out a year, look he finna ride
genocide, these killing time
you in a hole, you must be penalised
soon as you see success, haters
gardens drive, half a million nothing less
raised the bar, I set the
my yayo Mc Hammer, that bitch just keep on
Michael Jackson, let it
set it on the napkin, let it off