detwan love – rick ross lyrics
[intro: detwan love]
hmm
(big drice on the beat, yeah)
yeah
f+ck
hey, what we on, e?
aight
ooh
[chorus: detwan love]
man, i just woke up from the dead, i’m still activated
mama did it by herself, that’s my motivation
i’ll take one of these n+ggas from the rotation
ayy, what it cost to be the boss? i’ll pay the cost
bleu belaire in my hand, i feel like rick ross
i ain’t’ playin’, you want my time, you gotta know it cost
all i wanna do is win, i keep takin’ losses
b+tch turn me off, i ain’t gon’ lie, she make my d+ck soft
i don’t, i don’t want no trackhawk, i don’t know how to work the traction
n+ggas’d sell they whole life for attraction
i pray to god every day that he stop doin’ subtraction, yeah
[verse 1: detwan love]
my old hoes see me comin’ up, i know they can’t stand it
oh, b+tch, you actin’ funny now ’cause you just got back from miami?
they put her stomach in her ass, let me try it out
i don’t give a f+ck what club we at, the bar, i’ll buy it out
i don’t want no lil’ sh+t, b+tch, i want it all
can’t shop for myself, somebody do it, ’cause i’ll buy it all
shut the f+ck up when i’m countin’ money, b+tch, don’t talk at all
i told this b+tch you look better mouth closed, don’t talk at all
[chorus: detwan love]
man, i just woke up from the dead, i’m still activated
mama did it by herself, that’s my motivation
i’ll take one of these n+ggas from the rotation
ayy, what it cost to be the boss? i’ll pay the cost
bleu belaire in my hand, i feel like rick ross
i ain’t’ playin’, you want my time, you gotta know it cost
all i wanna do is win, i keep takin’ losses
b+tch turn me off, i ain’t gon’ lie, she make my d+ck soft
i don’t, i don’t want no trackhawk, i don’t know how to work the traction
n+ggas’d sell they whole life for attraction
i pray to god every day that he stop doin’ subtraction, yeah
[verse 2: babyfxce e]
chop hit him in his waistline and turn him to a fraction
they closed gm and locked rio up, so i’m the new attraction
i try not to think of granddad, he was my satisfaction
so makin’ money and catchin’ n+ggas lackin’ is my new distraction
was takin’ other n+ggas’ sh+t because i didn’t have it
caught a n+gga takin’ out the trash and then i double+bagged him
got b+tches hangin’ out the window while i’m turnin’ off the traction
i been drinkin’ drank for three days straight, done turned into a habit
now i’m droppin’ more fours than joe mcfashion
he turned twenty+one and got his cpl, i guess his ass a savage
my teacher asked what happened to lil e? i guess his ass a rapper
the sh+t i make off an ep is d+mn near they salary
don’t believe me? i can show your ass them ‘tube checks
finna gather all my haters and put ’em in a group text
i might be the turntest young rapper without a blue check
he was leavin’ church with a blazer, switch turned it to a crewneck
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