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rick ross - us (remix) lyrics

(feat. drake & lil reese)

[lil reese]
bandcamp

[drake]
ovo mmg gbe
you already know

[lil reese]
at the top it’s just us n-gg-
but i don’t really trust n-gg-s (i don’t)
otf it’s just us n-gg-
but i don’t really trust n-gg-s
gbe we don’t f-ck with n-gg-s
at the top where you see us n-gg-
since a youngun’ b-tch we been them n-gg-s
since a youngun’ b-tch we been them n-gg-s

[rick ross]
michael jackson got them fiends just like thriller
2 door maybach clean, smoking on killer
you a stranger talking and i don’t feel it
if i don’t know your momma i’ma make ‘em feel it
heavy armour on, you know i wanna shine
b-tch i need it all each and every dime
photo’s taken, fo’door maybach i know you hatin’
skatin’ with women from staten island, my flow’s so flagrant
we the realest, pistol conceal my percentage
higher than yours, cash money i see no limits
port of miami, them i drop trilla
ex dope dealer worth 8 figures

[hook]

[drake]
just got back from turks & caicos hoes all at the villa
only n-gg- making alb-ms with no f-cking filla
new deal on the table look like ’bout like 10 milla
shout my lawyer man he a contract killa
you know 305 ricky that’s my f-cking n-gg-
did this sh-t right here for [?], preme, styles and [?]
did this sh-t right here for reese, sosa, fredo, durk
you let drizzy get a verse you gon get this work
yeah, at the top it’s just us n-gg-
yeah, that’s why i don’t really trust n-gg-s
see my family and the money is a must n-gg-
all the fame and all the p-ssy is just a plus n-gg-
yeahhh

[hook]

[lil reese]
since a youngun b-tch we been them n-gg-s
a small circle with no new n-gg-s
cause i don’t really trust n-gg-s
gbe its just us n-gg-
and she just wana f-ck with us
so much kush keep me stuck n-gg-
in other-words high as f-ck n-gg-
life’s a movie i’m a priceless picture
400 for the belt n-gg-
right or wrong you get left n-gg-
for that back you get left n-gg-
for my n-gg-s you get left n-gg-

[hook]

[rick ross]
i love this beat, oh man i’m finna go bad
i play for p-ssy, oh man, she gotta be bad
she f-ck with me, that b-tch know i’m ’bout buy them bags
beef with me, f-ck boy, i’m ’bout to go outback
i woke up counting money, make ‘em [?]
type of money, she f-ck me, she gotta f-ck us all
them other boys well known for letting n-gg-s stall
we eating good, not my fault, it wing stops
my new home look like it’s al capone
my new b-tch look like she getting involved
my new watch look like i had a stove
barry weiss told me i’m gold, god forgives i don’t
me and drizzy like the beatles n-gg-
same ones hatin’, wouldn’t wanna be them n-gg-s
we let em step but we don’t see them n-gg-s
we don’t see them n-gg-s

[hook]

- rick ross lyrics

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