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点击复制Iconic (Explicit) - Rick Ross/Meek Mill
Composed by：William L. Roberts II/Robert Rihmeek Williams
Sippin' luc belaire
Smokin' on this high tolerance
Nothin' but the finest flowers
Please believe it yo
Yo maybach music
Never look at p***y from a ******* point of view
It's us against the world
You got me in your corner boo
I'm gettin' money I can go and buy a ***** a body
Mind over matter so she bought the maserati
Apartment in the city rule one I'm in the city
I ain't gotta tweet it all my niggas know I'm with it
Car show king king cop those things things
Her Gucci bag tote woo that's 'bout four G's damn
Beard gang state boss gold chains swing
A*s shots heavy high heels mean
Airplanes loaded ooh valet the lotus ooh
In the pool notice ooh yeah that nigga roguish
Balenciaga smell L V totes totes
Donald trump taps woo smell kilos you see it
Giuliani next haha renzel wrote it
H T grow it or I won't smoke it nigga
L V luggage biggest shorty so rugged
Concealed weapon permit 'cause she know I'm thuggin' yeah
Watch my back 'cause you know I got yours I got you
Collins ave shoppin' how we moppin' them stores
Drop top coupes coupes stop by snoop's snoop
Icon w**d w**d I got juice I got it
The gold presidential I got it
Full time masseuse I got it
Banker wear suits I got it
Money like maloofs I got it
Milly on my neck got lil' shorty out her body rahmeek
Met her in atlanta but I ****** in Abu Dhabi rahmeek
Bully in the driveway choppers in the lobby
Stretchin' out some baddies like I signed up for pilates
Doin' karate in a lamb' chop
My son like three and he keep askin' 'bout his grandpop
Leave it up to me I'll be S P
With all these damn shots
Dead opps red dots givin' out headshots
And I fear not deep in them
Trenches hold my head high
And me and my niggas don't beef 'bout
******* 'cause we share thots
And a lot of **** don't be my business
But I hear a lot
My youngin killed my other youngin
I'm in a weird spot ooh
These niggas tryna be on the 'gram
They ain't tryna share a cot
I came up trappin' sellin' grams
But now I share stocks nigga
I'm from the bottom if that's my man
**** I'll share a watch
I'll share a chain
'Cause that's the life forget we wasn't lit
We used to share flings
She gon' give me toppy in the maybach to the airplane huh
If she do it sloppy get a
A P and some earrings
Jewelry be so loud you come around me
Probably hear things haha
We caught them same cases niggas caught
Never said things never
Mansion with the pool woo I ain't never swim nigga
Sold Ross the mansion in the A I never been facts
Buttons on the tools woo **** 'em let 'em spin
Mama told me if you go to war you better win woah
L V luggage uh shorty so rugged what
Heavy fashion nova nigga I'm so gutter
Vegas for the fights fights heavy on the ice ice
All the flights chartered and we rollin' dice yee
Menages in the pool the pool on the roof roof
I hit her in my nikes like your boy was playin' hoops
Double M a cult seated on revolt revolt
Diddy by my side I got shooters in they scopes
Such a paradox comin' from one pair of socks
Lesson number one is that you never call the cops uh
Somebody gotta bleed bleed somebody wipe they eyes eyes
You never cry out loud never some things you keep inside yes
Some things you keep inside
Some things you keep inside
Uh boss