Rick Ross - Supreme lyrics

[Intro]

...nah I'm just fuckin' with you

Aye Scott! I'm just fuckin' with you, baby!

Yo!

[Verse 1]

Speedin' in the ghost, on the phone with jewlers

My new bitch out of D.C., call me Ricky the Ruler

Gotta [?] concentration while countin' my stacks

I got eight car notes and just lost me a pack

On the beach, I'm up and down, women jockin' my ride

300 horses in this bitch, need a jockey inside

False for firearms is how you should ride

Tried to murder me while in mine so that's how I survived...






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