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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rick Ross
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Songwriter
Shawn Carter
Songwriter
Anderson Hernandez
Songwriter
William Leonard Roberts II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Vinylz
Producer
Timbaland
Additional Producer
Chris Godbey
Recording Engineer
Demacio Castellon
Recording Engineer
Eddie Hernandez
Recording Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Stephen McDowell
Assistant Mixing Engineer
J-Roc
Additional Producer
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
A little over a year ago, I was in bondage
And now I'm back out here reaping the blessin's
And gettin' the benefits that go along with it
Everything is out here for kings like us
The reason we like this, this jewelry, and this diamonds and stuff
They don't understand, it's because we really from Africa
And that's where all this stuff come from
And we originated from kings, you know what I'm sayin'?
So don't look down on the youngsters 'cause they wanna have shiny things
It's in our genes, know what I'm sayin'?
We just don't all know our history, so peace to the Midwest
Keep it P-I, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
I'm just keep you up on this pimp shit, see what I'm sayin'?
[Verse 2]
I just landed in Europe, ****
Shoppin' bags, I'm a tourist, ****
Money talk, I speak fluent, ****
Reeboks on, I just do it, ****
Look at me, I'm pure ****
I bet the hoes on my tour, ****
I don't bop, I do the money dance
My bitch whip cost a hundred grand
Red vert, you see me slide
Sexy bitch, I hope she 'bout it
Sexy bitch, I know she 'bout it
Fuck with me, you know I got it
[Verse 3]
Fuck with me, you know I got it
Fuck with me, you know I got it
Sexy bitch, I hope she 'bout it
Come fuck with me, you know I got it
[Verse 4]
Fuck with me, you know I got it
Fuck with me, you know I got it
Sexy bitch, I hope she 'bout it
Come fuck with me, you know I got it
[Verse 5]
My smoke thick, my jewels gold
My shoes new, these hoes chose
My pistol work, my looks kill
Bitch text me, her rent here
Unfortunately, I'm a pimp, baby
Couldn't care less 'bout your rent, lady
I got a chopper that's a bit crazy
Balenciaga boots, I'm in the Bent, faded
Peelin' paper like a bank teller
Me and Hova in the bank, hella
Paper cuts until you hate cheddar
I take that back 'cause I am straight cheddar
[Verse 6]
Fuck with me, you know I got it
Fuck with me, you know I got it
Sexy bitch, I hope she 'bout it
Come fuck with me, you know I got it
[Verse 7]
Fuck with me, you know I got it
Fuck with me, you know I got it
Sexy bitch, I hope she 'bout it
Come fuck with me, you know I got it
[Verse 8]
40 rack, front pocket
I bet 40 racks them folks watchin'
I bet 40 racks them hoes want me
I got 40 racks, these hoes on me
40 rounds, that thing on me
Fuck around, might bang on me
Cell phone got 40 hoes
A-game give me 40 more
Her number keep on poppin' up
She came through, the topic was to top me up
Top down in my white Corniche
Ever see these Hermes seats?
[Verse 9]
Fuck with me, you know I got it
Fuck with me, you know I got it
Sexy bitch, I hope she 'bout it
Come fuck with me, you know I got it
[Verse 10]
Fuck with me, you know I got it
Fuck with me, you know I got it
Sexy bitch, I hope she 'bout it
Come fuck with me, you know I got it
[Verse 11]
I'm ridin' big comin' down that beach
Geechi **** with satin sheets
Bad bitch, she a masterpiece
Got a bad bitch, she a masterpiece
Written by: Anderson Hernandez, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Shawn Carter, William Roberts