Letra Maybach music vii Rick Ross

Maybach music vii

I got too much money, I skip the awards, homie (Mm)
I don't even get dressed up for that type shit, but look
Let the top down, leave the windows up, I wanna see the city lights from afar
I am a star, you know who are, moi
Antonio Marbalinni
Tú, sí

Born with autism or was I just artistic?
Living heaven on earth is what I call gifted
I could see the city lights, suffering from a seizure
On your Instagram, are you a follower or a leader?
I could see the city lights, top down ridin'
I can tell she a model, looking at her thighs (Uh)
Another round of bottles, and it's strictly for the guys
For the ride home, knocking Mary J. Blige
Tried to get some money, I got several different ways (Tell 'em)
In God's name, look the devil in his face (Tell 'em)
All protein, I'm just looking at her waist
And she love double R by look that's on her face

Double R, Maybach, Lamborghini galore
I'm charging, whatever you afford
Crack a card or two, you know I'm so employed
She go down, whatever for the boy
Listen, I got her outside, got her glistenin'
I got 'em all hatin', oh, they wishin'
I threw the line, now I got 'em fishin', fishin'

So now I skip the awards, it's Italy for the week
Jets back to back, so Capri know when it's me
These niggas don't want the beef, nigga not from the streets
I wrote a few of your rhymes to show you what it could be (Uh)
Champagne toast just amongst my folks
Words get spoke, and the Phantoms get ghost
A don and a don (Don), arm with a arm (Arm)
Smoke get smoke, deep breath from your mom
Boy, I been the nicest before you got a license
Still buying rhymes, I could sue you for my likeness
Double M fam', did it on my own (Biggest)
I could move a million grams really on the phone (Did it)
Cars don't stop, guns go pop
I could see the city lights from Star Island on a yacht
From Star Island on a yacht, I could see the city lights

Double R, Maybach, Lamborghini galore
I'm charging, whatever you afford
Crack a card or two, you know I'm so employed
She go down, whatever for the boy
Listen, I got her outside, got her glistenin'
I got 'em all hatin', oh, they wishin' (Rozay, what's happenin'?)
I threw the line, now I got 'em fishin', fishin' (Snow Man, bitch)

Been movin' like the president (yeah)
Tryin' to stay low, these niggas tryin' to stay relevant
Coast guard hit the load, they gon' think they caught an elephant (Haha)
I'm balling all '26, they gon' think I got a settlement (Damn)
Straight ghetto dope, they used to call me Master P (P)
You best be me or X if you tryin' to roll with me (Uh)
And since we talkin' Verzuz, yeah, they gave your boy some stock
A hundred bricks a week, and we was calling that a flop (Yeah)
And all these niggas following, so we know who the leader
I ain't worried about the turtles, I'm a motherfuckin' cheetah (Damn)
Hello from the other side, motherfucker like Adele
Million chickens sold, I'ma need a platinum scale (Haha)
If it's ever me and plus one, you know we both fly
Me and Ro roll in the kitchen, yeah, we both high
Auntie be home in thirty minutes, hope the dope dry (Woo)
Just know I had 'em singing "Trap or Die" in the bow tie (Yeah)
If you see her by my side, just know that she a boss (Ayy)
Plenty acres up north, walk around and get lost
Keep talking about his money, baby, he ain't really livin'
Bruce Willis, Armageddon, baby, he ain't really drillin' (Haha)
Rum is Dominican, that's if we talkin' preference
Best be Guinness book if we talkin' about records (Yeah)
Quintessa 2018, yeah, I'm on that shit
We talkin' 2025, yeah, I own that shit, shut up

Double R, Maybach, Lamborghini galore
I'm charging, whatever you afford
Crack a card or two, you know I'm so employed
She go down, whatever for the boy
Listen, I got her outside, got her glistenin'
I got 'em all hatin', oh, they wishin'
I threw the line, now I got 'em fishin', fishin'
Listen, I got her outside, got her glistenin'
I got 'em all hatin', oh, they wishin'
I threw the line, now I got 'em fishin', fishin'

Rozay, I ain't never had a Maybach
I'm more like an Italian nigga
You know two door, leather seats, you know what I'm talkin' about?
Yeah, you know that shit that look like Pop-Tarts
You know that, that thing, yeah, hahaha