Cigar Music

[Intro: Rick Ross] Uhh, uhh I'm so compassionate with my compositions Check it [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Fascinated with foreign felines since I was knee high This cigar got me buzzin like a beehive Fuck my old chick I'm ridin with my new thing In her blue jeans, panties like shoestrings Most wanted, I'm Bin Laden on a beat nigga Rubberband jeans saggin on my feet nigga 100 grand for the wagon and her feet nigga Black flaggin just braggin I'm a street nigga On the grind little rappers wanna eat with us Tryin to shine like birdman man teeth glitters VMA find time just to creep wit her So coincidental walkin down the street wit her My loose cheese scooped up the Gucci In 2 weeks I flew thru the boutiques She get her time limit when I let her go and shop Cruisin in the car clip the cuban at the top Niggas know that my techs explode Down to go toe to toe before Tecmo Bowl Biggest boss in the game, chatter I never mind that Cuz if it mattered C-Murder would go diamond I reflect as I'm ridin in a Rolls Royce Get respect because I give these hoes no choice [Hook: Masspike Miles] Because I-I-I-I-I Because I do it So if you never seen a boss nigga Then look at me Because I do it And they never seen a boss nigga But now they see Because I do it And I do it I-I-I-I-I And I do it Yeah so now you see what it means To be a boss cuz I do it [Verse 2: Rick Ross] I'm the down-south Nas Click so firm Ridin with a fox as the cigar burn Niggas sell weed, niggas sell coke If I was sellin dope baby I'd be sellin both But I'm sellin records everything I touch gold Better yet check the record 3 million sold 2 hand guns on the riders for the show On the road to the riches when I'm ridin on vogues I elaborate on things I only been bout Besides, we decides who's the in crowd If its Ne-Yo and niggas who speakin Creole What I got the prove we just keep movin kilos See the Audemar its call it Terminator The exact watch only Arnold wore in Terminator I let her ride me like a elevator Clip another cuban as I wait to celebrate her [Hook: Masspike Miles] [Verse 3: Rick Ross] Fascinated with foreign felines, that's my design As I recline cut em like key lime We both came now its right back to the tea time I wanna soda with no vulgar or no cheap wine She told me that her other man man broke Walkin on the clouds in my second hand smoke I touched her with the seconds hand stroke Got her mind racin quicker than a Lambo 2 seater it couldn't fit Toccara But I promise baby ill be back tomorrow In a big beamer bumpin Bob Marley Listen closely and hit a woman softly [Hook: Masspike Miles]