Uhh Uhh I'm so compassionate with my compositions Check it [Verse 1:] Fascinated with foreign felines Since I was knee high This cigar got me buzzin
Traduction: Rick Ross. Musique Cigar.
: Uhh Uhh I'm so compassionate with my compositions Check it [Verse 1:] Fascinated with foreign felines Since I was knee high This cigar got me buzzin
This for my strippers gettin black plastic bag money We talkin that bad money, that i.r.s can tax money ya dig me [Rick Ross] Jus made a hundred
the road jack cuz daddy's home With the funky hot riffs Tick like Al Rocker Pumpin out hits Gettin chips like Oprah Bitch I told ya Do not hate Or question the music
paper bag money This for my strippers getting black plastic bag money We're talking that bad money, that I.R.S can tax money you dig me [Rick Ross:]
knows how the story goes Money and clothes, they gon' come and go But guess who stays the same? You gon' see the name Stroll real slow... [Rick Ross] Uh, cigar
pies on the shelf, if i ain't in the back of the bach, I ain't in nothin' else ahaha I'm somthin' else. [Chorus] (Rick Ross) Uh, uhhh, cigar please,
3 passports, 3 first class tickets to the money straight flights [Rick Ross] I live by the cold war drove from round the globe all I need is a kilo,
road jack cuz daddy's home With the funky hot riffs Tick like Al Rocker Pumpin out hits Gettin chips like Oprah Bitch I told ya Do not hate Or question the music
