Rick Ross ☆ Amsterdam

We get ghost, you already know what it is
Money stuffed in my bag
Maybach shit!

Bright lights and dark corners
It’s night embark on us
Refugees running wild Wyclef with a Sig Sauer
Nothing to lose, I was starving from the start
Now the same cats drive in Jaguars
Open fire when you see me yeah I lie to make em whisper
The club that I’m a member, they’ll be gone by November
Keys to the city got killers who slither with me
Lamborghini ? smoke a fat fifty
Billionaire bid
Wrists on chill, standing in the field of dreams
Tryna see a hundred mil
These boys going blind they just happy being free
In a world of so many I just wanted me a key
Sheesh!
I just wanted me apiece
Slice of cheesecake before my niggas all decease
These boys snort lines I’m fine just sipping wine
Amsterdam in the air, tomorrow on my mind

I’m Barry Gordy to the streets
I wanna be there when each one of my kids born

Real nigga to the day that I’m deceased
Even then I pray I’m living through the beats
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Born in the bricks with the short end of the stick
Always running late, quick to show up with your bitch
The Hublot’s cool but my Terminator’s foolish

Red, blue, do you, long as you’re getting rick
Crack game, champagne, kilos on the stock exchange
These niggas acting like they want a war!

Nigga, you a ? Honda Accord
I’m riding in some shit only I can afford
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Amsterdam stay on my mind: I just gave you a tour
I’m laughing at the people who label me poor
Now I piss on Europeans, you thought I was ?

I’m Barry Gordy to the streets

Raw blood 100 acres just to live on

Dope boy, you could tell by my sneaks

I’m not the type of nigga you run into at a 7-11 and
Just pull your pistol on him..

In that time, I’mma handle my muthafuckin business..
Ruugh! Ruugh!

Amsterdam, wherever the fuck I’m at

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Amsterdam
Rick Ross