Rolls Royce Rugs Lyrics

No matter the platform
The hoes gonna clap for 'em
The Maybach's black
Like daddy Jaguar
I played the back
Like I was blackballed, uh
Clappin' the four
Like Tony up in Club Babylon
I'm like the new don, Magic Juan
Got niggas rappin' wrong
I had the long mink jacket
I had to laugh it off (Ha, ha, ha)
The shit niggas had on was half off
Fuck all the back and forth
I blast for sport (Blast for sport)
Drag a Newport
Got one or two plugs
Pos and Trugoy
Where I'm from, niggas shoot you for cool points
All I gotta do is point
You get two in your fly Puma joint
With the two tool boy
Made beautiful noise
Blew some coins
Ya niggas null and void
I was always a Playboy
Look at momma's baby boy
I'm out here makin' noise
Break the hoes playing with toys
He got poise
Still, this shit is not by force
It's by choice

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Stashed the M16 in the clean limousine (Clean limousine)
Stick come with the beam
You get hit in the bean
Seen hopped in the BM
Made the engine scream (Engine scream)
The Bentley mint green
I need a pinky ring
The niggas straight rinky-dink
Who you kiddin'?
You ain't pretty, nigga
We run the city, kiddy
Must think he me
He had to be on PCP to MP [?]
Throw at least 3 [?] at your lower beanie (Uh, uh)
Oh baby, stay close to your old lady
I roll Mercedes
No hoe can play me
In some cold Stacey’s
[?] you hold the 40 Colt shaky
Get home safely (Mhm, uh)
Spray the spot up where you get coffee
Don't talk to me, and if you do, softly
I get disorderly (I get disorderly)
I should be quarantined on morphine
I know more fiends
That's [?]
When I was 14 I had the Jordan 3's (Jordan 3's)

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