Ft. Game & Rick Ross

(Hook)
I got a bad bitch from Vogue, told her strike a pose
Stick to the side, look at em thighs, that bitch beautiful
I got a Lambo', two doors, two seaters, two hoes
Yokahoma's new vogues, mane, that bitch beautiful
Champagne fountains, crib bend the matrice
Two mile ling drive-way, man, that hoe beautiful
I got a condo up in the sky, before I fake it I die
Foreign bitch, no lie, man, that bitch beautiful

(Verse)
Came up in the projects, dream of the matrice
Cold white walls, float like bowling balls
Mercy(?) in my garage, corsette is super charged
Wake up to a menage, then get me a massage
Found a deal with designer, down the tele with Connor
Sway head-liner, all that whippin', China
I ain't talking Sprite when I say soda
Want my first Caprice with 50 in the motor
Ricks, they was beautiful, yeah, Mona Lisa
The streets introduce me to money, nice to meet ya (s'up)
Ray Charles in these gray pants
Walk testing keys with both hands
If I die, remember me like Don Killuminati
Bury me on the left, right next to John Gotti
Play nothing but that cocaine music that yo got it
Tombstone ready, take shit from nobody

(Hook)
I got a bad bitch from Vogue, told her strike a pose
Stick to the side, look at em thighs, that bitch beautiful
I got a Lambo', two doors, two seaters, two hoes
Yokahoma's new vogues, mane, that bitch beautiful
Champagne fountains, crib bend the matrice
Two mile ling drive-way, man, that hoe beautiful
I got a condo up in the sky, before I fake it I die
Foreign bitch, no lie, man, that bitch beautiful

(Verse 2)
Man Mill(?) in my garage tellin' which lando I should park it to ?
Pull up at the Mirage, it's Phantoms and Mazis out here
Expensive taste, my car was camouflaged
Week of the camouflage, RP to Camouflage
Just drove thru Savana, Georgia, that shit beautiful
And this O5 is unusual
Pushin' shit back like mad shots thru cubicals
Snow Man, tell these niggas that we livin' it
Front y'all like a sack of field(?), then we kickin' it
Sick condos, pocket full of rondoes
Choppers with extended clips, long as El Segundo
Cheezy life Versache, so we rented out the mansion
Fucking European model, still wildest man to Manson
Came a long way from a nigga's first advancement
Test drive that new Bugatti, hold that bitch for ransom

(Verse 3)
I keep me a jet model, keep the black bottles
Mill ticket wrapped, then plastic that bitch puking
Rolls go to my arm, bottle of Avion
Affinates with the drum, man, that bitch beautiful
Baby girl, she at her brown, smooth with the powder
Tats on her neck, straight checks, this bitch beautiful
I got a condo up in the sky, before I fake it I die
Foreign bitch, no lie, man, that bitch beautiful
My Chevrollet is seven tray, they ain't counted dope boy
Em talkin' heavy weight, I hustle everyday
We cross the beef to get the money
We set examples for rich niggas in Maseratis
My killas in the lobby
Bitches keep my name ringin'
Execute a nigga, Abe Lincoln
Two hunid squares for the same ticket
Ride in LA, I'm with my main bitches
Tip-toein' on marble, got me trippin' on these painkillers
I'm still the same, I neva change, nigga
Went from razorbladin' rocks to my hoes and my socks
Fuck her like a champ, got me livin' like I box
Sugar Ray Leonard, nigga, I just want the drop
First nigga with the rafe, underneath the stars
Betta look me in my face, turn the tears from my dawgs
Fuckin' the same hoes, but we got them in different cars
Beautiful

(Hook)
A bad bitch from Vogue, told her strike a pose
Stick to the side, look at em thighs, that bitch beautiful
I got a Lambo', two doors, two seaters, two hoes
Yokahoma's new vogues, mane, that bitch beautiful
Champagne fountains, crib bend the matrice
Two mile ling drive-way, man, that hoe beautiful
I got a condo up in the sky, before I fake it I die
Foreign bitch, no lie, man, that bitch beautiful