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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rick Ross
Rick Ross
Vocals
John Legend
John Legend
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Crowe
Kevin Crowe
Songwriter
Erik Ortiz
Erik Ortiz
Songwriter
John Roger Stephens
John Roger Stephens
Songwriter
Angela Bofill
Angela Bofill
Songwriter
Jeffrey Cohen
Jeffrey Cohen
Songwriter
Denny Diante
Denny Diante
Songwriter
Michael Walden
Michael Walden
Songwriter
William Leonard Roberts II
William Leonard Roberts II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League
J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League
Producer
Eddie Hernandez
Eddie Hernandez
Recording Engineer
Anthony "Rocky" Gallo
Anthony "Rocky" Gallo
Recording Engineer
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Tom Gardner
Tom Gardner
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League) It's the boss It gets no better than this (Maybach Music) Swimmin' in women, champagne sippin' Gold emblem with two M's in it This pimpin' is so magnificent Stop dreamin' it, I'm livin' it Oh I, I can show you Oh I, show you better than I can tell you (oh, oh, oh, I) Oh I, I-I can show you, oh I, oh I, oh I I'm the magnificent with a sensational style Far from bein' shallow 'cause she caught me with a smile Try to figure out my style, baby, that'll take a minute But if all we got is time, you can't be actin' timid So we back to playin' tennis, meanin' goin' back and forth She the one that I adore, so I tried to enter raw Conscience intervenes, concentratin' on my cream I'm the king, make a move, pawns all the way to queens I'm a don, I'm a boss, I'm a profit, I'm a G I'm a CEO, which means that I profit off of me All white tees, still rockin' my Nike Airs Fresh out of flight school, 'cause I'm fly right here Ain't nothin' free, I'm chargin' to breathe air If it's not on Maybach, really, who the hell cares? My money long, my nigga, my money strong If you ain't gettin' money, that mean you done somethin' wrong, boss Swimmin' in women, champagne sippin' Gold emblem with two M's in it This pimpin' is so magnificent Stop dreamin' it, I'm livin' it Oh I, I can show you (John Legend) Oh I, show you better than I can tell you (oh, oh, oh, I, Rick Ross) Oh I, I-I can show you Oh I, oh I, oh I (We the Best) I'm the magnificent with a sensational style Down to all of my automobiles with no miles Yellow Corvettes, black rally stripes And I never phone ahead, all she do is hear the pipes Project bitches, upscale kittens Fuck her for a minute, that night we countin' digits Maybach money, so I always had a vision I would always tell my niggas, but ain't nobody listened Words work magic, haters wreak havoc Ain't nothin' on my back but the delicates of fabrics I made a transition from the thieves To the biggest executive Def Jam's ever seen Lyor's dream, Sean John suit And an S. Dot ring, Chandon for my crew Bad hoes in pursuit, Masspike on a two Gunplay, he a glue, goon with an attitude, holler Swimmin' in women, champagne sippin' Gold emblem with two M's in it This pimpin' is so magnificent (I know what you gon' do) Stop dreamin' it, I'm livin' it Oh I, I can show you Oh I, show you better than I can tell you (oh, oh, oh, I) Oh I, I-I can show you, oh I, oh I, oh I I'm the magnificent with a sensational style When I decorate a home, marble flowin' like the Nile Nigga, you a clown, here's the number you should dial Yeah, it start with 305, but we end at four pound Sak pase to Zoe Pound, for lifers in O-Town All them Carol City killers, they're likin' it broke down Money is a must, Tommy guns on a bus Allan Zamren on the case, so you know what you could suck Wear red all the time, but really I'm color-blind Wanna catch my attention, nigga? Throw up a dollar sign One time for the Crips, young G's buyin' cribs And I smoke with Vice Lords when I visit Mississip' The game never change, money still a focal But it's time to rape the game like Puffy did Total Like Rev Run in the tub, still smokin' In memory of Shakir, boss gotta shout Oakland Swimmin' in women, champagne sippin' Gold emblem with two M's in it This pimpin' is so magnificent Stop dreamin' it, I'm livin' it Oh I, I can show you Oh I, show you better than I can tell you (oh, oh, oh, I) Oh I, I-I can show you Oh I, oh I, oh I
Writer(s): Angela Tomasa Bofill, John R. Stephens, Jeffrey E. Cohen, Devon Lamar Harris, William Leonard Roberts, Kevin Dean Crowe, Narada Michael Walden, Erik Reyes Ortiz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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