RICK ROSS, SPEEDIN' Letras de Canciones (v.2)

Rick Ross Speedin' Letras:

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[Rick Ross:]
Legendary, runners, you know me, o ooooh, o ooooh, Trilla, o ooooh, o ooooh

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Every dollar that I count can't go in my account, my accountant can't count up all my money in an hour,
cause it's comin too fast and I'm scared it won't last,
look that white girl in her face told her this was her last dance,
God damn, speed got my heart racin, see I don't have the nominations you can blame it on my occupation
Ceasar salad, ceasars palace, you not a boss little nigga cause your cheese is average,
in the benz ak ridin shotgun, it's a benz cause your broke til you got one,
it ain't nothing do 100 in the maybach, throwin money out the roof mother fuck them brake pads.

[Chorus:]
Fast life, I live, big cars, big cribs, speedin, I'm speedin, I can't stop it's all I know,
from a youngin I was taught get doe, I'm speedin, speedin, I'm speedin.

[Verse 2:]
See people came lookin for me shit I got ghosts see the west coast close up in the montrose
Big money boss major
American idol, I got fans like fantasia
Read between the lines or yo ass like fantasia
Get hit between the eyes he died they can't save him
In a porsche, I'm weevin, no doe, but I'm speedin
Staring at the skyline I got a million on my mind I'm the best
N these pussy niggas running out of time ricky ross
I'm the chill quarter mill for the time piece ya I a bought a wheels like deals with the dime beats

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: (R.Kelly)]
Sittin in the living room watching the grammys wishing that was me that was on the grammys
All I needed was someone to get behind me money rain on me
I was a determined ill nigger, dirty shoes and hillfiger
Homey help me out cause his boy was a drug dealer
Now I'm flyin high cause my dip grew wings and now I'm flying down like the coupe grew wings
Kells and ross on the hollywood scene red carpet and we smellin like green
Now I floss cause I got paid off calabra was the hit poppin r&b boss

[Chorus]

Hey Kells, I think somebody followin me, meet me at the hellipad misha gish [?]
Worth fifteen million baby I'm tryin to blow it all in one week
Fuckin wit you Overseas boss (I'm speedin I'm speedin)
I'm a fly away on you haters
I done came up so fast movies, endorsements, films... we own things... boss