at my wrist (x3) Equivalent to10 bricks 10 bricks to the fish (x4) Look at my wrist (x3) Equivalent to10 bricks 10 bricks to the fish (x4) Rick Ross
you niggers... Up in the condo And my European bitches always screaming my money ... I find it funny I count cash you don't know me nigger The only nigger 10 bricks
charm I'm as hot as it get I'm the youngest in charge and ya oughta show some respect I represent for da South [Rick Ross:] I'm not a slim thug
paper bag money This for my strippers getting black plastic bag money We're talking that bad money, that I.R.S can tax money you dig me [Rick Ross:]
[feat. Rick Ross] [Intro: Chingy (Rick Ross)] I know you're thinkin this song is gonna be about All the problems in my life, all my pain and sorrow All
(feat. Rick Ross) [Verse 1: Rick Ross] AK's, Calico's, to 45's I abide by the rules, what I gotta buy Can let it by, too many niggas gotta die Once you
gay Yeah, you gay. You fuckin faggot And I'm adverse with 30 rhymes I let them have it Battlefield with fast cash, you never grab it I post up with big blunts & Maserati Rick Ross
hommie do yo thang See I got em like 10 times, spend money got em like 10 times Flip dat got em like 10 times, Got money lik 10 more times nigga I smell
hommie do yo thang See I got em like 10 times, spend money got em like 10 times Flip dat got em like 10 times, Got money lik 10 more times nigga [Chorus
: (feat. Rick Ross) [Verse 1: Rick Ross] AK's, Calico's, to 45's I abide by the rules, what I gotta buy Can let it by, too many niggas gotta die Once
bag money This for my strippers getting black plastic bag money We're talking that bad money, that I.R.S can tax money you dig me [Rick Ross:] Just made
[feat. Rick Ross] [Intro: Chingy (Rick Ross)] I know you're thinkin this song is gonna be about All the problems in my life, all my pain and sorrow
