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[Rick Ross]
One time for the n-ggas thats huggin the block
Two times for the boys thats bubblin rock
Three times for the Gs including myself
Four times for the brothers thats reachin the wealth
Five times for the hustle I taught it myself
Transporter I bought it myself
I bought it myself
N-ggas major, taylor twos? the newest gators
Gangsta, Im muthaf-ckin Albert Anastasia
Michael Corleone, presidential Rolly on
Net worth unknown, closet full of Skull and Bones
Silver spurs come his and hers, just live and learn
Snipers on the roofs for troops, thats for whom it concerns
Applaud the whores abroad awaiting my return
Ressurected like Makaveli, pray my soul burns
Sole supplier for cocaine in southern states
sending sack city to city, be back in a couple days
Dont get me started, I make triple in fickle markets
My profit marginll have all you local n-ggas starvin
One time for the n-ggas thats huggin the block
Two times for the boys thats bubblin rock
Three times for my borhters who reachin the wealth
Four times for the Gs including myself
Thinking back when a n-gga never had a quarter
Much love for the b-tches wearing something shorter
Five times for the trap, got a n-gga ballin
But I gotta take my hat off to the Transporter
When Im looking for a certain feeling, gotta hit it raw
Look up to my ceiling ladies, chandeliers galore
Look into my closet then you know I love couture
Even more shoe collection too fly for the f-cking floor
Shelves, Louis V in shelves
Shoot the f-cking stylist we gon find this shit ourselves
Audemar was designed by Swizz Beatz
Black face black ben on stitching is a beast
They say the least I am extradinaire
Transporter yeah I bought it, yeah pistols in the air
Sole supplier for cocaine in southern states
sending sack city to city, back in a couple days
Dont get me started, I make triple in fickle markets
My profit marginll have all these local n-ggas starvin
I got the thangs, Imma tell ya once
Better have your money right, you wont see me for months
One time for the n-ggas thats huggin the block
Two times for the boys thats bubblin rock
Three times for my borhters who reachin the wealth
Four times for the Gs including myself
Thinking back when a n-gga never had a quarter
Much love for the b-tches wearing something shorter
Five times for the trap, got a n-gga ballin
But I gotta take my hat off to the Transporter
