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Versuri Rick Ross – Nobody’s Favorite ft. Gunplay

Versurile cantecului "Nobody's Favorite" interpretat de Rick Ross

BIg? blunt still burning in the black big Benz
Bad? b*tch sucking d*ck ’bout to dent my rim
Duffle bag full of hundreds let her spend my tens
Khaled told you pussy n*ggas all I do is win (Another one)
Rolex? full of boogaloos my dawgs in the pen
I’m? f*cking with a b*tch then she gotta be a ten (Ten)
Diamonds on her neck (Neck) diamonds on her wrist (Wrist)
I? put her diamonds on her mouth ’cause it’s diamonds on my d*ck
I got diamonds on my hands (Hands) diamonds on my chest (Chest)
G5 n*gga twenty thousand I done made a mess
All the feds taking pictures so I pose for the hoes
Got? the Phantom in the front shooters at the back door
All the strippers know to tip us very big difference
Got a gold chain swinging in my name eight figures
Time to let your soul glow with a hundred bullet holes
Now you screamin’ to the Lord why them boys done do you wrong?
‘Fore I paint the picture better read the scripture
Here come the Grim Reaper he in a pair of black d*ckies
Life is such a dirty game as you walkin’ through the flame
Stackin’ all the bodies as they callin’ out your name
See me at the new arena best seats at the game
Haters still send subpoenas but my snipers got a aim
Sell a lot of records not the money that I made
Or the b*tches that we f*ck ’cause we share a lot of names
All the jewelers give me watches ’cause they wanna take a picture
I be moving all the product my new house is on the river
(My new house is on the river my new house is on the river
My new house is on the river) my new house is on the river
So I had to buy a boat better yet it’s called a yacht
I was then labeled a boss for the yayo that I cop
Peace

And I was raised to be a killer but I grew to be a hustler
Beg your pardon tell you sorry I don’t argue with the customer
(Yeah I don’t argue with the customer)
And I got two bad b*tches and they crying for the white
Play the cards in my hand right they dyking by tonight
Call the plug bad news tell the story ’til it’s boring
Sounding sketchy and he know it I don’t care I need my coin
And that’s word to this dirty I ain’t lying on my groin
Any time get in line like a rhyme in a poem
White lines in my foreign hit rewind on the porn
That’s your main? She my side couple times paid my bond
Got a thousand eight grams of that glitter come and get it
Gettin’ bands with the yams f*ck the fans on the Twitter
F*ck the ‘Gram stop playin’ white grams I get rid of
White b*tch sucking d*ck I’ll leave her class on her sweater
While I mash on the pedal talking sh*t to her tell her
That I’m mad that I met her b*tch don’t ever push your head up
Got the smackers on call sliding bare face and all
No shells so well done I let ’em take the vault
Three C’s two M’s one G up in the Benz versuri.us
One liter of the lean your main squeeze up in my lens
(Your main squeeze up in my lens)
Fake liter of the lean your main squeeze up in my lens

Huh
I was raised to be a hustler but I grew to be a killer
I be moving all the product my new house is on the river
(My new house is on the river my new house is on the river
My new house is on the river) my new house is on the river
So I had to buy a boat better yet it’s called a yacht
I was then labeled a boss for the yayo that I cop (For the yayo that I cop)
M’-M’-M’
Maybach Music

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