Rick Ross (Hip-Hop) › Lyrics › Rich off Cocaine

This is Mafia Music and a Maybach that is
Had to take it Deeper Than Rap, baby
Boss

The last bird flew the coup, I lose the roof
Ain't nothin' but the wind in my hair
I'm not bullet proof, I'm fully proof
That you can make it here

All that livin' fast, it ain't got to last
Now I can't slow it down
Because I'm sittin' on top of the world
And I'm not comin' down

Burnin' butter, got it smellin' like it's butterscotch
Every bird boss take it to another notch
B****, I'm busy, baby go and suck anotha c***
F*** a hater make me throw away another glock

Money in the mansion, yayo in another spot
Guns in the attic, mama help me put 'em up
She'll put 'em down, tell you quick to hit 'em up
Load a hundred round, bring it back, she'll fill it up

Like the time when the niggas pay this counterfeit
He count chips but that trick mayor got 'em flip
We ain't playin', man, slang for them dollar bills
Quarter million for the chain help the collar chill

Miami nights, I'm livin' the life
'Cause I'm rich off cocaine
'Cause I'm rich off cocaine

The last bird flew the coup, I lose the roof
Ain't nothin' but the wind in my hair
I'm not bullet proof, I'm fully proof
That you can make it here

All that livin' fast, it ain't got to last
Now I can't slow it down
Because I'm sittin' on top of the world
And I'm not comin' down

How you seen a kilo started at an eight ball
First forty eight to homicide ain't soft
Comin' from your hoes, f****** for your paint job
Catch you casin' daddy, let you know you king kong

Cop a twenty keys, gotta be finna keep
I got a Tennessee to send 'em up to Tennessee
Black Infinity the kind to ride on Venice Beach
I watch you slow Apollo while I'm chillin', sippin' tea

Lemons and honey, millions and money
Gucci, Louis Vuitton, specifically homey
My woman imported, I'm neva extorted
I'm very important, twenty grand for the mortgage

Miami nights, I'm livin' the life
'Cause I'm rich off cocaine
'Cause I'm rich off cocaine

The last bird flew the coup, I lose the roof
Ain't nothin' but the wind in my hair
I'm not bullet proof, I'm fully proof
That you can make it here

All that livin' fast, it ain't got to last
Now I can't slow it down
Because I'm sittin' on top of the world
And I'm not comin' down

Baby, mamas I hate 'em
They just want you to pay them
I'm in love wit my babies
Maybe makin' 'em famous

Don't be raisin' your voice, that's another retainer
Know you missin' a nigga, know you missin' that anal
Know you missin' that Prada, how we did in Regada

She was callin' me daddy
Daddy drippin' in dollars, daddy did it in Vegas
Yeah, I gotta connect
I get 'em ten a piece as long as I keep it correct

Vacation to Haiti, it nearly broke my heart
Seein' kids starve, I thought about my Audemar
Sellin' dope ain't right, I put it in my life
Chickens put me in position to donate the rice

Miami nights, I'm livin' the life
'Cause I'm rich off cocaine
'Cause I'm rich off cocaine

The last bird flew the coup, I lose the roof
Ain't nothin' but the wind in my hair
I'm not bullet proof, I'm fully proof
That you can make it here

All that livin' fast, it ain't got to last
Now I can't slow it down
Because I'm sittin' on top of the world
And I'm not comin' down
I'm not comin' down