Rick Ross – Billionaire Download

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Famous American rapper Rick Ross has unveiled another nice single which he titled “Billionaire“. Right here for your fast download

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“Billionaire Lyrics”

[Intro] Trilla, Ross, yeah
Trilla, feels good baby
Boss, I done took over the game nigga
Hoppin’ out the Bugatti with my Ballys on
No underwear nigga
My jeans tight fitted too nigga
Jay-Z what up nigga
Uh yeah, let me fuck with ’em right now

[Verse 1] Niggas want to kidnap
Leave me in the trunk, walk away with big stacks
They jealous of the fortune
Glitz and the fame, a cocaine mortgage
In the game like Tony Parker
Snow white Range, let my partner park it
I’m back on them thangs that’s my only problem
Homie I put that on my only momma
Still rollin’ with the fo’-fifth
Now that I’m rich, got these broke niggas so sick
And my daughter college pre-paid
She straight, say thanks to the D game
In the Phantom on that 2Pac
Ridin’ Thru The Ghetto like I’m lookin’ for a new spot
I’m not, but I’m well established
I fuck with heroin because it sells the fastest

[Hook] I’mma rider ’bout mine, and I wouldn’t tell a lie
Take it out of town, go and get my money right
And if it ain’t ’bout cash, I don’t really care
I’m straight ’bout cash, I’m a hood billionaire
I’m straight ’bout cash, I’m a hood billionaire
I’m straight ’bout cash, I’m a hood billionaire
If it ain’t ’bout cash, I don’t really care
I’m straight ’bout cash, I’m a hood billionaire

[Verse 2] A bitch try and stick me
Cause you fuck me, don’t mean you can kiss me
I only fuck with the O.G.’s
The ones that won’t turn you in to the police
On the run I threw a nigga fo’ keys
ID’s, passports it was so sweet, they lookin at me
Front yard still a car show
Bugatti, the Gotti of Morocco
I won’t let the roof up
Kingdom come, Prince of Zamundah
To be loved, to be loved
Oh what a feeling for me to be loved
Haters want to murder me and I can smell a hit
So it’s music to my ears every time I fill a clip
I’m a card shark up in the Hard Rock
Twenty grand a hand, favorite jam in the iPod

[Hook] I’mma rider ’bout mine, and I wouldn’t tell a lie
Take it out of town, go and get my money right
And if it ain’t ’bout cash, I don’t really care
I’m straight ’bout cash, I’m a hood billionaire
I’m straight ’bout cash, I’m a hood billionaire
I’m straight ’bout cash, I’m a hood billionaire
If it ain’t ’bout cash, I don’t really care
I’m straight ’bout cash, I’m a hood billionaire

[Verse 3] Hid a hundred grand in a day bed
Whip that white girl just like K-Fed
Got me a white girl, I fuck ’til her face red
Yeah her food tastes bad, but she give me great head
Please let me say that I really love her credit
Send her to dealership and she-can ,she-can get that
My heart in the ghetto, I’m married to the projects
I ride with the AR, in case a nigga start shit

[Hook] I’mma rider ’bout mine, and I wouldn’t tell a lie
Take it out of town, go and get my money right
And if it ain’t ’bout cash, I don’t really care
I’m straight ’bout cash, I’m a hood billionaire
I’m straight ’bout cash, I’m a hood billionaire
I’m straight ’bout cash, I’m a hood billionaire
If it ain’t ’bout cash, I don’t really care
I’m straight ’bout cash, I’m a hood billionaire