Dead Presidents Rick Ross
[Intro: Rick Ross]
[Bm]Rather you than me
[Bm]If you've been f**king with me since Port of Miami
[Bm]It's been hell of a f**king journey
[Bm]M-M-Maybach Music
[Bm]Ain't nun' changed nigga
[Bm]Lil' stronger, lil' wiser, maybe a lil' more violent
[Bm]Blame it on America
[Bm]f**k it
[Bm]Beat Billionaire
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
[Bm]I'm pulling off the lot, I bought it c[Em]ash
[Bm]Her future bright, don't give a f**k about her p[Em]ast
[Bm]Her ass be looking good inside the le[Em]ggings
[Bm]But I notice that she missing all her e[G]dges
[Bm]I run the game just by running with the [Em]felons
[Bm]Poor attitude, and got rich nigga cali[Em]sthenics
[Bm]Walking in the courtroom, sipping on a b[Em]everage
[Bm]I know the judge, so I got a lot of lev[G]erage
[Bm]p**sing on these b**ches is a fetish (R.[Em] Kelly)
[Bm]Fully loaded .60s smoking on a seven (al[Em]l ready)
[Bm]Your dawg get a dime, you never wrote a [Em]letter
[Bm]Still in a box, got her rapping acapell[G]a
[Bm]Can't trust no people f**king with the r[Em]everend
[Bm]I got a chopper, but don't make me be th[Em]e devil
[Bm]He knocking on the door and know the pas[Em]sword
[Bm]Gave me his blessings, boy I'm hotter t[G]han the last verse
[Book: Jeezy & Yo Gotti ]
[Bm]Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents[Em]
[Bm]Dead presidents, dead, them dead preside[Em]nts
[Bm]They go to war, yeah, all my lil' niggas[Em] militant
[Bm]Let's go to trial, we guilty til' proven[G] innocent
[Bm]Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents[Em]
[Bm]Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents[Em]
[Bm]Fed sentences, fed, f-fed sentences[Em]
[Bm]Let's go to trial, we guilty til' proven [G]innocent
[Verse 2: Future]
N.C
I got thirty white b**ches like Tommy Lee
[Bm]I make drug money, nigga, I make blood m[Em]oney
[Bm]On my third passport, and I'm geechie as[Em] f**k
[Bm]I got wet stripper pussy at the a[G]irport
[Bm]I got Bowlingreen dollars on my chopper[Em]
[Bm]Bussing down a hundred bills in the bath[Em] tub
[Bm]f**k this Philippine pussy in some house[Em] shoes
[Bm]I got dope money, nigga, I got war w[G]ounds
[Bm]Get to the clutching on the hammer, ain'[Em]t no dance moves
[Bm]I was posted on the stoop, hanging with my Ha[Em]itians
[Bm]The murder's on the news, all front p[Em]ages
[Bm]Young niggas catching bodies, ain't no r[G]elations
[Bm]I was stacking Ben Franks in Labasa, Fij[Em]i
[Bm]They rob you two times in a row, that's a [Em]repeat
[Bm]And I'm f**king niggas hoes cause they e[Em]asy
[Bm]I'm in here f**king niggas wives, balls [G]breezy
[Bm]She gotta f**k me like she love me, like[Em] she need me
[Bm]I got my Maybach flooded out with extra [Em]TVs
[Bm]I make a movie every single f**king day[Em]
[Bm]I John Travolta when I flaunt that Patek f[G]ace
[Book: Jeezy & Yo Gotti ]
[Bm]Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents[Em]
[Bm]Dead presidents, dead, them dead preside[Em]nts
[Bm]They go to war, yeah, all my lil' niggas[Em] militant
[Bm]Let's go to trial, we guilty til' proven[G] innocent
[Bm]Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents[Em]
[Bm]Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents[Em]
[Bm]Fed sentences, fed, f-fed sentences[Em]
[Bm]Let's go to trial, we guilty til' proven [G]innocent
[Verse 3: Jeezy]
Let's go!
[Bm]Hands on these niggas, got the yellow br[Em]acelet
[Bm]Check off in my pocket like the yellow p[Em]ages
[Bm]f**k you niggas was, when I was ashy nig[Em]ga
[Bm]Loafers in the chop, I keep it classy n[G]igga
[Bm]Build a empire, yeah that's what my state of m[Em]ind
[Bm]Motherf**k 'em all, yeah that's what my [Em]state of mind
[Bm]Keep the block sober there, we call it L[Em]ego land
[Bm]Meanwhile the kids smoking like it's A[G]msterdam
[Bm]Dope boy prez, you know who got the tr[Em]uths
[Bm]Sixteen when I bought my first ro[Em]llie
[Bm]Legend in my hood just like I'm E[Em]scobar
[Bm]Never ride dirties in the [G]extra car
[Book: Jeezy & Yo Gotti ]
[Bm]Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents[Em]
[Bm]Dead presidents, dead, them dead preside[Em]nts
[Bm]They go to war, yeah, all my lil' niggas[Em] militant
[Bm]Let's go to trial, we guilty til' proven[G] innocent
[Bm]Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents[Em]
[Bm]Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents[Em]
[Bm]Fed sentences, fed, f-fed sentences[Em]
[Bm]Let's go to trial, we guilty til' proven [G]innocent
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