Rick Ross - White House - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Verse 1] Lemme think back to '96 When Boobie had the realest nigga feelin like a bitch They go for 20, I was gettin 'em for the 17 A lil' G', look at me, I was 17 Born on the side of town where them killers ride around Pull up on the block with a block, gon tie it down Pistol in his pants and he stand like "Fuck you" I'm from the other side where we ride like a bus do Thrity-six O-Z's got me riding Lexus Chevy at the crib, get the weed shipped from Texas Dade County D-Boy, deals on the yayo Triple C the mafia, they kill when I say so Before I wrote a song I controlled the zone I had to feed myself but bitch I was on my own Now I push shit bigger than the president I'm at the white house known as my residence [Hook] I'm in the white house (house!), I'm in the white house (house!) I call the shots, I could get yo ass wiped out We in the white house (house!), we in the white house (house!) Big Fantom on the lawn gettin wiped down I'm in the white house (house!), I'm in the white house (house!) I got a hundred of them thangs nigga, right now We in the white house (house!), we in the white house (house!) I got them ho's gettin on blow right now [Verse 2} I don't fuck with pussy niggas, took my shit to Jigga man I went to Manhattan and came home a young millionaire Money on mind, I'm a trill nigga anyway I'll slap a pussy ass nigga down for anything Motherfuck the other side, pussy niggas bleed pink Thats my opinion, wanna know what the chopper think? We loading up them thangs, boy! I'm a head busta Motherfuck the music nigga, where ya real muscle? I'm in the white house, I'm in the white house I put a hit on them niggas they gettin wiped out They gettin wiped out, and not one at a time "Car full of dead black males" read the head line [Hook] [Verse 3] I'm the fruit of the loom, I be flyin in leers Gimme food and I boom, supplying for years I'm on top of the world, I'm gettin money Hundred grand in a day, EASY I'm gettin money! Pull up real slow, I let the haters watch Out of state plates, they in a state of shock You niggas go and fish, I got a plate of shark You better play your part, you ain't gotta play a part Got a AK that'll tear ya whole day apart That stick'll make 'em sit like a Saint Bernard I'm in the white house, time to close shop Military wiped out, boy that was thirty blocks [Hook]
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