โหลดเพลง mp3 Maybach Music VI - Rick Ross

Song: Maybach Music VI
Artist: Rick Ross
J.U.S.T.I.C.E League
John Legend：
Oh glidin' through the city to my place
My place
It feels like we're floatin' up in outer space
And you can still
Oh you can find me in my Maybach
Listening to s**t from way back
Maybach Music
Oh ah Maybach Music
Maybach Music
Rick Ross：
Flows mind-blowing these n***as switching the topic
All d**k-riders your label labeled erotic
You got a couple dollars but really it's barely modest
Couldn't sign me if you n***as was payin' homage
Playin' both sides convicted you with verdict
Pay a lil' rider come hit you up for the murder
Chains all hollow I peeped soon as I heard it
These n***as be talkin' shooter but quick to send they attorney
Is it really real like Candy Lady allure
Money overboard kilos washin' ashore
Paintings on the wall Versace down to the drawers
Currency come in Crypto you know they tapin' our calls
Chariots and lofts n***as legs crossed
Talkin' long money but they conversation's short
New accolades with women for me to toss
They call it the road to riches regardless I had to walk
Now it's too many cars they say I live in a bubble
But I make it the point we poppin' all through the Summer
Got pilots and gunners receivers passers and punters
My pockets playin' for keeps G's get more than what's common
I made a few mistakes I pray I get to repent
The passion came from the pain I'm paintin' you all my sins
Warhol Art Basel how it's so soft
More raw 'til Hov cut the 'fro off
John Legend：
Glidin' through the city to my place
My place
It feels like we're floatin' up in outer space
And you can still
Oh you can find me in my Maybach
Listening to s**t from way back
Maybach Music
Oh ah Maybach Music
Lil Wayne：
Let's go for a ride to where your heart desire
I put your heart in drive I'll let you borrow mine
My feet on top the clouds I walk a thousand miles
She got them soft p***y lips call it cotton mouth
And I'm on autopilot got a larger closet
I'm at target practice you at Target shoppin'
Second hand smoke got her vision partly cloudy
Her eyes get so watery them b***hes started drownin'
On the ride of a lifetime
Watch out for the rats mice cons and the pythons
So Triple H my God I'm so sky high
Comin' down from the night sky like a lightning rod
Shine like some ice nice vibes like a kite flyin'
No strings attached we replace it with a lifeline
Out of body feelin' out our clothes and our right minds
Baby ride me like a bumpy road to the high rise yeah yeah
John Legend：
Glidin' through the city to my place
My place
It feels like we're floatin' up in outer space
And you can still
Oh you can find me in my Maybach
Listening to s**t from way back
Maybach Music
Oh ah Maybach Music
Glidin' through the city to my place
My place
It feels like we're floatin' up in outer space
And you can still
Oh Maybach Music