Santorini Greece Rick Ross
Intro]
[Am]Sometimes I be wanting to say, "f**k the world!"
[Am]I don't give a f**k!
[Bm]I'll shoot it out with all you b**ches
[C]b**ches don't love me
Young black nigga, nigga fighting the world, nigga
[Bm]Everywhere you go, b**ches throwing rocks, nigga
[Am]Man, a nigga in a Lamborghini
[Verse 1]
[Am]Seen a Cuban kilo, I was 15 (huh)
Dealin' yayo, never had my teeth cleaned
[Bm]Restricted license but I'm so divisive
I know the snipers and I flow the nicest (woo)
[C]Fresher than Groovey Lew at a Coogi shoot (ahh)
A multiple weapons in my new Gucci boots
[Bm]The bank account done caught the holy ghost (huh)
I say the bank account done caught the holy ghost
[Am]Hot pastrami for my Jewish chicks
Eight days of Christmas, every day a newer gift
[Bm]I'm Michael Jackson to the rich niggas
That leather jacket, baby, with the 6 zippers
[C]Suicide, or rather crucified (huh)
[G]I prophesize your whole crew demise
[Bm]Mutulu wife reside in Cuba, nigga
Shoot you, let you bleed out, it's how they do a nigga
[Interlude]
[Am]Huh![Bm] Huh[C]!
[G]You niggas don't believe in God
[Bm]From this very moment, you should believe in God (uh)
[Verse 2]
[Am]Half of my niggas headed to Attica
Either traffickin' or destined to be a janitor
[Bm]Diabetes rampant in my blood line
That why fat boy be happy to see the sunshine
[C]I'm here for results, baby, let's cut to chase
Sticky fingers and paper, D.[G]A. will drop the case (woo)
[Bm]Art Basel with Lyor I blew 300 with 'em (huh)
2 seaters for all the soldiers who runnin' with 'em (ahh)
[Am]Ask 100 women, yeah they wanna hit 'em
I be half awake and still be runnin' in 'em (woo)
[Bm]Two new liter Sprite to get me through the night
Bowlin' alley in the basement but we still shootin' dice (haha)
[C]Rich forever, killa take my old advice (yeah)
Better yet, take my o[G]ld b**ches and mold 'em right (talk)
[Bm]And if I want her back, I come and take her back (boss)
Santorini Greece, I put it on the map
[Interlude]
[Am]Som[Bm]e points you niggas gotta be gra[C]teful[G]
[Bm]Mutulu Shakur
I know your dreads touching the floor, nigga
[Verse 3]
[Am]We in the last days, these racist agendas
Blatant double standards because I'm a nigga
[Bm]Jesse Jackson on them people payroll (f**k him)
When you black, lips chapped 'cause the game cold
[C]I'm givin' niggas jobs when I sing songs (let's go)
White man love me when I get my bling on (nigga)
[Bm]But you hate me buyin' real estate in foreign land (what)
Respect my genius, all my people Portishead (what)
[Am]Room full of cloaks and they countin' votes
Million man march and I'm takin' notes (huh)
[Bm]Made it to the top, you thought they saw a ghost (yeah)
Facin' tax evasion, niggas sell they soul
[C]So sellin' dope was the path we chose
And now it's boats and the Belaire Rose (woo)
[Bm]Rich niggas in the set and stone (woo)
Neck rocky, Sylvester Stallone (woo)
[Am]See me in Capri or them Andes (huh)
Santorini, Greece with a dime piece (huh)
[Bm]My money long, you know I'm out your reach (nigga)
Only fat nigga joggin' on the beach (haha)
[C]Versace underwear but see the ass crack (ha)
Oblivious to how rapid my cash stack
[Bm]I'm a pistol totter, f**k I'm votin' for? (f**k 'em)
If I could, I'd drop a bomb, let's take 'em all to war (f**k 'em)
[Am]My favorite shorty out of Baltimore (yeah)
Every Chanel you know I bought it for her (I got that)
[Bm]All the arguments she never called the law
I was never home but hid the money in the walls
[C]Constant visits from the A.T.F
[G]So I copped some cribs in the A.T.L.
[Bm]Martha Stewart decorated both (ha)
Snoop Dogg donated the smoke
[Outro]
[Am]This C[Bm]hinese arithmetic, a[C]nd it all add up
[G]It all add up
[Bm]Big Dog, Big Boss
[Am]Huh! Huh!
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