Rick Ross

Rick Ross - Rich Off Cocaine lyrics

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(feat. Avery Storm)
This is mafia music... 

And a maybach that is 

Had to take it Deeper Than Rap baby... 

Bossssss! 



[Avery Storm]

Let's fly through the coop 

I lose the roof 

Ain't nothin but the wind in my hair 

I'm not bullet proof, I'm full of proof 

That you can make it here 

All that livin' fast 

It ain't got to last 

Now I can slow it down 

Because I'm sittin' on top of the world and I'm not comin' down 



[Rick Ross]

? got it smellin like it's butterscotch 

Every bird boss take it to another notch 

Bitch I'm busy baby go and suck anotha cock 

Fuck a hater make me throw away another glock 

Money in the mansion, yayo in another spot 

Guns in the attic, mama help me put 'em up 

She'll put'em down, tell you quick to hit'em up 

Load a hundred round, bring it back, she'll fill it up 

Like the time when the niggas pay this counterfit 

He count chips but that trick mayor got'em flip 

We ain't playin man slang for them dollar bills 

Quarter million for the chain help the collar chill 



[Avery Storm]

Miami nights, 

I'm livin the life 

Cause I'm rich off cocaine 

Cause I'm rich off cocaine 

Let's fly through the coop 

I lose the roof 

Ain't nothin but the wind in my hair 

I'm not bullet proof, I'm full of proof 

That you can make it here 

All that livin' fast 

It ain't got to last 

Now I can slow it down 

Because I'm sittin' on top of the world and I'm not comin' down 



[Rick Ross]

How you seen a kilo started at an eight ball 

First 48 to homicide ain't soft 

Comin from your hoes, fucking for your paint job 

Catch you casin daddy let you know you king kong 

Cop a 20 keys gotta be finna keep 

I got a tenesse to send 'em up to Tenesee 

Black Infinity the kind to ride on Venice Beach 

I watch you slow Apollo while I'm chillin sippin tea 

Lemons and honey, millions of money 

Gucci, Louis Vitton, specifically homey 

My woman imported, I'm neva extorted 

I'm very important, 20 grand for the morgage 



[Avery Storm]

Miami nights, 

I'm livin the life 

Cause I'm rich off cocaine 

Cause I'm rich off cocaine 

Let's fly through the coop 

I lose the roof 

Ain't nothin but the wind in my hair 

I'm not bullet proof, I'm full of proof 

That you can make it here 

All that livin' fast 

It ain't got to last 

Now I can slow it down 

Because I'm sittin' on top of the world and I'm not comin' down 



[Rick Ross]

Baby mamas I hate 'em 

They Just want you to pay them 

I'm in love wit my babies 

Maybe makin em famous 

Don't be raisin your voice 

That's another retainer 

Know you missing a nigga 

Know you missin that anal 

Know you missin that Prada 

How we did in regada 

She was callin me daddy 

Daddy drippin in dollars 

Daddy did it in Vegas 

Yeah I gotta connect 

I get em ten a piece as soon as I keep it correct 

Vacation to Haiti 

It nearly broke my heart 

Seein kids starve 

I thought about my ? 

Sellin dope ain't right 

I put it in my life 

Chickens put me in position to donate the rice 



[Avery Storm]

Miami nights, 

I'm livin the life 

Cause I'm rich off cocaine 

Cause I'm rich off cocaine 

Let's fly through the coop 

I lose the roof 

Ain't nothin but the wind in my hair 

I'm not bullet proof, I'm full of proof 

That you can make it here 

All that livin' fast 

It ain't got to last 

Now I can slow it down 

Because I'm sittin' on top of the world and I'm not comin' down




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