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rick ross - cigar music lyrics

uhh
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i’m so comp-ssionate with my compositions
check it

[verse 1:]
fascinated with foreign felines
since i was knee high
this cigar got me buzzin like a beehive
f-ck my old chick i’m ridin with my new thing
in her blue jeans, panties like shoestrings
most wanted, i’m bid laden on a beat n-gg-
rubberband jeans saggin on my feet n-gg-
100 grand for the wagon and her feet n-gg-
black flaggin just braggin i’m a street n-gg-
on the grind little rappers wanna eat with us
tryin to shine like birdman man teeth glitters
vma find time just to creep with her
so coincidental walkin down the street with her
my loose cheese scooped up the gucci
in 2 weeks i flew thru the boutiques
she get her time livin when i let her go and shop
cruisin in the car click the cuban at the top
n-gg-s know that my techs explode
down to go toe to toe before tecmo bowl
biggest boss in the game, chedder i never mind that
cause if it matter c murder would go diamond
i reflect as i’m ridin in a rolls royce,
get respect because i give these hoes no choice

[chorus:]
because i
because i do it
so if you never seen a boss n-gg-,
then look at me
because i do it
and they never seen a boss n-gg-
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 cause i do it

[verse 2:]
i’m the down-south nas
click so fur
ridin with a fox as the cigar burn
n-gg-s sell weed, n-gg-s sell c-ke
if i was sellin dope baby id 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 writers for the shows
on the road to the riches when i’m ridin on vogues
i elaborate on things i only been bout
besides, we decides whos the in crowd
if it’s ne-yo and n-gg-s who speakin creo
but i got the prove we just keep movin kilos
see the altima it’s call it terminator
the exact watch only war on terminator
i let her ride me like a elevator
clip another cuban as i wait to celebrate her

[chorus]

fascinated with foreign felines
that’s my design
as i recline cut em like key lime
we both came now it’s right back to the tea time
i wanna soda with no vogo and no cheap wine
she told me betterer than 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 could’ntfit tacara
but i promise baby i’ll be back tomorrow
in a big beamer b-mpin bob marley
listen closely and hit a woman softly

[chorus]

- rick ross lyrics

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