Rick Ross şarkı sözleri
Ugh, there he go, that's John DoeThere he go, that's John DoeThere he go, that's John DoeBalling on you bitches like I'm Rondo[Chorus]24's, John DoeAll gold, John DoeThem boys dealing blow, they John DoeNight work for the load, that's John DoeI'm still balling like I'm dough dealinUgh I'm still balling like I'm dough dealinUgh I parked the Caddy in the living roomJust parked the Caddy in the living room[Verse 1]I brought a Benz and it's paid forI brought a bitch that bitch paid forI brought a stick and its made forWelfare, yeah stick it in ya a-holeAye ho you know I got that A-1Yayo and I'm quick to slang oneJumping niggas like a chess pieceSpend a couple hundred dollars on my chest pieceOutta town niggas we call 'em fresh meatHe say he nettin me boy you must refresh meBetter miss me with the convoWanna know my name bitch, John Doe[Chorus][Verse 2]I got a bitch who has a habitSpending stacks on nice fabricsThat head great, that pussy lavishI'm peeling collie greens that 30 carrotsReporting live from my Rolls RoyceI'm ready to die and put that on my old boyCount 1.5 I holla "Oh Lord"When I'm on the jet know them choppers on boardRims taller than a bulldozerEverybody tucking pistols when we pulled overFresh up out the fest, salute my nigga FanzoYea they asked my name but he told 'em John Doe[Chorus - x2]
