Lamborghini Doors (Explicit) - Rick Ross (里克·罗斯)/Meek Mill (米克·米尔)/Anthony Hamilton (安东尼·汉米尔顿)

Written by：William Leonard Roberts II

Meek Mill：

Dreaming of things we can't afford

But now we coming up like them Lamborghini doors ooh

They gon' love me they gon' love me now

I bet they tell they friends they wanna **** me now

I bet they say

He put his niggas on

Now we coming up like them Lamborghini doors ooh

Rick Ross：

Corners wanna check him like Odell Beckham

I could plan a record or just draw the weapon

She know I'm living reckless looking at my necklace

I'mma blow this forty on me you can save the lectures

Homicides rise as the sun falls

Watch your dog die as my gun bark

These helicopters rise for the one in charge

If I sentence you to die well that's a hundred shots

Judge banging like a blood show a ni**a love

Caught him with a kilo so he hit him with a dub

We bulletproof the trucks like the ones in Iraq

Where I'm at you lock your door and you using a latch

Now it's stones on my hands Roberto Durans

Stood tall in the feds don't fold on the fam

Tryna point me to the money no holding my hand

Somebody take me to the bank 'cause it open at ten

Meek Mill：

Poverty stricken boy you gotta be kidding

Living like we hit the lottery ni**a

I been tippin' since Scottie was Pippen Chad was sippin'

And before I had that bag I used to bag them *******

I'm so cocky and I'm confident

All these killers in my ambiance

Say what I want nobody's stoping it

Get off my **** ni**a

Where you was at when I could've died for this

Or die for that real ni**a roger that

Said I took a loss but I got it back woo

Me and all my dogs sell a lot of that food

Talking to the lord knowing that it's not cool

Make me shoot a rapper like my name was Bennie Boom

Started out with nothing now a ni**a in a room

Sweeping rich ******* off they feet like a broom

Double-M G ***** you know how we move

Whole lot of choppers ni**a I could never lose

Anthony Hamilton：

I was amazed

Oh how it turned their heads

I mastered the game

Oh how they raised their hands

Like Lamborghini doors

We we're going up

We we're going up

We we're going up

Oh so high

Like Lamborghini doors

We we're going up

We we're going up

We we're going up

Oh so high

Like Lamborghini doors

Rick Ross：

Paintings on the wall you never know the cost

You banging on the boss that boy'll be a corpse

I'm stepping through the door my back against the wall

My pockets fat enough to catch a ni**a if I fall

Love to see a pretty ***** rolling a wood leaf

Phone ringing smiling like I got some gold teeth

I caught a bird jet smarter on the Maltese

I left a chick in NBC out on the northeast

Such a feeling niggas killing for my poetry

Tryna go back underground that's once they notice me

I'm really not the one you wanna handle funny

At the Grammys my lil' homie had the hammer on him

You niggas out of style with your wedding vows

I still be making rounds like I'm Kevin Liles

Time to set a date for trial we never settle out

Them Lamborghini doors you see me stepping out

Meek Mill：

Started off poor with plans to own more

The writing in the stars the life we lived for

Dreaming of things we can't afford

But now we coming up like them Lamborghini doors ooh

They gon' love me they gon' love me now

I bet they tell they friends they wanna **** me now

I bet they say

He put his niggas on

Now we coming up like them Lamborghini doors ooh