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[Intro] Hey you want me to mack you Well, check this out baby You was flying commercial when I met you baby Yeah, bitch didn’t even had a passport But check this out It’s ricky ross, maybach music And I wanna do something different today baby I wanna know what qualify you to fuck with a nigga like myself Why should you ride in that spaceship with a boss Talk to me Well check this out baby This is cash money, maybach music You gotta admit you’re dime… true I need to explore your mind baby, what’s really cracking lately I’m in the multiplication baby You might eat taco bell before midnight It’s time to fuck with that prime 112 baby Fuck with a hunned dollar salad Tell me something good baby, talk to me When you gonna put my album out? What you mean your album? I mean when you gonn make me a star Check this out baby You know you ain’t focused on what you sposed to be Focused there Letras de cancionesYou really, you worried about your album, and your publishin And, when I signed you baby I signed you for who you are I didn’t signed you for your publishing And take advantage of your budgets Well baby I need checks Checks will soon come baby, just not right now It’s all about triller Cmb, birdman, ricky ross Baby keep your eyes on the prize It’s not a sunroof, I apologize It’s convertible My life is astronomical, I’m not an astronaut baby I just get high in the day I need a car wash and a wax These are simply facts, that I’m stating The money and the making got me elevated Elevators on my home, hoe I got it going on On the g to the cold, bitch hit the dome It’s 5 after Am I what you desire baby? Not hardly, cause what you driving And what you eating, don’t make me shit baby You been watching too much tv baby I’m just tryina get your pussy wet baby All you gotta do to satisfy a real nigga Is smile and keep your hair done, baby You see it’s triple c, cmb, And for all you hoes out there that need motivation You fucking with entrepreneurs right now Go buy yourself a pair of birdman loaks Buy that triller, buy that cmb catalogue baby We been getting money a long way over there I just wanna do some pimp shit And fin to get records to the h presentation And excuse me, I am high Like I said baby this is a dealership, but we don't deal cars No Hondas over here, hoe, you gotta understand You gotta preorder these baby, A piano come with these, CMB, Triple C From Letras Mania