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[05:05.00]Artist:rick ross
[05:05.00]Songs Title:made men
[05:05.00]Two door Bugatti coupe
[05:05.00]I call it Katy Perry
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[05:05.00]Wiz Khalifa papers
[05:05.00]Smoking my favorite berry's
[05:05.00]F65 I call it Rihanna
[05:05.00]It got a red top but it's white like Madonna
[05:05.00]Made man, you hear what I said
[05:05.00]Having a slumber party all my b**ches counting bread
[05:05.00]Made man, also known as Papi Chulo
[05:05.00]And I'm running straight up in the culo
[05:05.00]My wrist always on frio, call me chilly chill
[05:05.00]Super head and super head, and I really will
[05:05.00]Californication, Motivation in my pocket
[05:05.00]Got on my blue Dickie, shout out my ni**a Roccett
[05:05.00]Still smoking sickie, it ain't no other option
[05:05.00]Not for made *s and I'm never stopping
[05:05.00]I raised the bar, I set the standards
[05:05.00]My yayo, Usher Raymond, that b**ch just keep on dancing
[05:05.00]Dollar bills on top of dollar bills
[05:05.00]That's all I'm throwing, if she won't her momma will
[05:05.00]Made *s, talking a lot of skrill
[05:05.00]8 digits a ni**a tryna live
[05:05.00]Made man, you hear what I said
[05:05.00]I got a hundred squares
[05:05.00]If you scared, called the feds
[05:05.00]Made men, I'm screaming dollar bills
[05:05.00]Park the trunk on the Porsche
[05:05.00]There they go, Dollar bills
[05:05.00]Riding round the city, plastic cup of Henny
[05:05.00]Find a ni**a like me, truth to be told, I don't know many
[05:05.00]I say shout my driver Lauren, that's 62 with curtains
[05:05.00]Can't see sh*t, I don't know where the f**k I'm at for certain
[05:05.00]When it boils down, I'm just a T.O ni**a
[05:05.00]But b**ches tell me that I look just like a creole ni**a
[05:05.00]New Orleans know it's love, everytime I'm in town
[05:05.00]Shout out my ni**a 'Tez, that's my brother my round
[05:05.00]Spending tomorrows money, I call it manana
[05:05.00]Off the rack just ain't my style, I call it designer
[05:05.00]One of my baddest women ever, I call her Rihanna
[05:05.00]But that's cause her name is Rihanna!
[05:05.00]I'm in the condo just posting watching Miami kill
[05:05.00]I might just walk to the arena and watch it for real
[05:05.00]Ashes to ashes, me, Rozay and Khaled
[05:05.00]Smoking bull riders, sh*t moving slow as a ballad
[05:05.00]Tattoo on your a**, it'd be nice if you show me
[05:05.00]I'm buying b**ches furs, Mike Tyson, Naomi
[05:05.00]I've got the right to do it, it's only right to do it
[05:05.00]Love me some head, and I love a woman that likes to do it
[05:05.00]Still love my team, ain't no other option
[05:05.00]Not for made *s and I'm never stopping
[05:05.00]I'm Damon Wayans, just know that homie don't play that
[05:05.00]You know we running my ni**a, Young money, Maybach
[05:05.00]Black panorama, I call it T-Pain
[05:05.00]I got my autotune, that b**ch insane
[05:05.00]Got my revolver too, I call it Ving Rhames
[05:05.00]You still a baby boy, we doing big things
[05:05.00]Street *s, you hear what I said
[05:05.00]I got some bad news, Jabar back in the feds
[05:05.00]Facing twenty, he just did a dime
[05:05.00]Been out a year, look like he finna ride
[05:05.00]Genocide, these people killing time
[05:05.00]Throw you in a hole, you must be penalised
[05:05.00]Soon as you see success, haters reinvest
[05:05.00]Miami guns drive, half a million nothing less
[05:05.00]Raised the bar, I set the standards
[05:05.00]My yayo Mc Hammer, that b**ch just keep on dancing
[05:05.00]Michael Jackson, let it moonwalk
[05:05.00]Set it on the napkin, let it cool off
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文本歌词

   
Artist:rick ross
Songs Title:made men
Two door Bugatti coupe
I call it Katy Perry
Wiz Khalifa papers
Smoking my favorite berry's
F65 I call it Rihanna
It got a red top but it's white like Madonna
Made man, you hear what I said
Having a slumber party all my b**ches counting bread
Made man, also known as Papi Chulo
And I'm running straight up in the culo
My wrist always on frio, call me chilly chill
Super head and super head, and I really will
Californication, Motivation in my pocket
Got on my blue Dickie, shout out my ni**a Roccett
Still smoking sickie, it ain't no other option
Not for made *s and I'm never stopping
I raised the bar, I set the standards
My yayo, Usher Raymond, that b**ch just keep on dancing
Dollar bills on top of dollar bills
That's all I'm throwing, if she won't her momma will
Made *s, talking a lot of skrill
8 digits a ni**a tryna live
Made man, you hear what I said
I got a hundred squares
If you scared, called the feds
Made men, I'm screaming dollar bills
Park the trunk on the Porsche
There they go, Dollar bills
Riding round the city, plastic cup of Henny
Find a ni**a like me, truth to be told, I don't know many
I say shout my driver Lauren, that's 62 with curtains
Can't see sh*t, I don't know where the f**k I'm at for certain
When it boils down, I'm just a T.O ni**a
But b**ches tell me that I look just like a creole ni**a
New Orleans know it's love, everytime I'm in town
Shout out my ni**a 'Tez, that's my brother my round
Spending tomorrows money, I call it manana
Off the rack just ain't my style, I call it designer
One of my baddest women ever, I call her Rihanna
But that's cause her name is Rihanna!
I'm in the condo just posting watching Miami kill
I might just walk to the arena and watch it for real
Ashes to ashes, me, Rozay and Khaled
Smoking bull riders, sh*t moving slow as a ballad
Tattoo on your a**, it'd be nice if you show me
I'm buying b**ches furs, Mike Tyson, Naomi
I've got the right to do it, it's only right to do it
Love me some head, and I love a woman that likes to do it
Still love my team, ain't no other option
Not for made *s and I'm never stopping
I'm Damon Wayans, just know that homie don't play that
You know we running my ni**a, Young money, Maybach
Black panorama, I call it T-Pain
I got my autotune, that b**ch insane
Got my revolver too, I call it Ving Rhames
You still a baby boy, we doing big things
Street *s, you hear what I said
I got some bad news, Jabar back in the feds
Facing twenty, he just did a dime
Been out a year, look like he finna ride
Genocide, these people killing time
Throw you in a hole, you must be penalised
Soon as you see success, haters reinvest
Miami guns drive, half a million nothing less
Raised the bar, I set the standards
My yayo Mc Hammer, that b**ch just keep on dancing
Michael Jackson, let it moonwalk
Set it on the napkin, let it cool off
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