Rick Ross — Maybach Music 2.5

[Intro: DJ Khaled] Maybach Music Maybach Music 2 Remix Let me warn you now Maybach Music 3 Teflon Don coming soon We the Best [Hook: T-Pain] Hey! Realest shit I ever wrote, chilling in my Maybach Whatever I send out, homie I'mma make back Hey! Can you believe that? (whoooooa) You gotta see it, hey! I don't plan on going broke, put that on my Maybach Cause I'm in it to win now, niggas can't take that Listen to my Maybach music, to my Maybach music [Pre-Verse: Pusha T] Ross, what up? It's your neighborhood Pusha Re-Up Gang Records, one half of the Clipse A.K.A one half of the best duo ever Haha, check it out [Verse 1: Pusha T] You can’t see my eyes in these evidence noirs Six seventy-five, the frames by Lou Vuitton Reality bites as the curtain is drawn Then it’s off to Neverland with Teesha and Don I was at the six deuce, way before the Maybach Cooking up two in a cue, just so I can make back Looking for my fortune in a pot, Pat Sajak Now I’m in the back seat, beach chair, laid back Play clothes brought a million to my door Yeah that baby’s mine, every rapper’s beggin' for her Life as I know it is penthouses and pitfalls More jealous drivers and fed time, collect calls They took the family in '09, let’s slow grind When the time is given we’ll unveil the gold mine Till the casket drops, it’s show time! [Hook: T-Pain] Hey! Realest shit I ever wrote, chilling in my Maybach Whatever I send out, homie I'mma make back Hey! Can you believe that? (whoooooa) You gotta see it, hey! I don't plan on going broke, put that on my Maybach Cause I'm in it to win now, niggas can't take that Listen to my Maybach music, to my Maybach music [Pre-Verse: Rick Ross] Can I talk? [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Hoes gettin' arrested, foes get molested Dough still invested, my dope pause pregnant The black one is Oprah, call my blue Habo I crack slice Oprah, bulletproof the car door Shoes called loafers, chrome forgiatos I do it like Oprah - give away auto Send them like Sosa, heavenly father I'm in her like an ulcer, swimming out in Cabo Shortie caught the train, or she at the cabbie Now she on the plain, flying out to my cabin My game so elaborate, textured fabric, sewed up the dress She's the best in the pageant Passion of Christ, my fashion is ice Everyday I'm hustling, no one pass me the dice... I'm nice [Hook: T-Pain] Hey! Realest shit I ever wrote, chilling in my Maybach Whatever I send out, homie I'mma make back Hey! Can you believe that? (whoooooa) You gotta see it, hey! I don't plan on going broke, put that on my Maybach Cause I'm in it to win now, niggas can't take that Listen to my Maybach music, to my Maybach music