Singer: Rick Ross
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Song: Imperial High
Rick Ross - Imperial High Lyrics (LRC) (03:23-203-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:07.00]Money through the roof, it got it fallin' through the sky
[00:09.80]Got me countin' money on a Percocet high
[00:12.70]Perpetuate petty niggas awaitin' my demise
[00:15.70]Noose around my neck, you think a young nigga kind
[00:18.80]Lookin' deep into my eyes, you wanna see me rise
[00:21.90]Who was born commitin' sins? You better watch the signs
[00:25.00]King of all kings, black Rothschilds
[00:28.10]One nigga from the South a get you crossed out
[00:31.10]So fuck where you from and fuck what you sold
[00:34.00]Watch how you come or watch how it go
[00:37.20]I diss who you fear 'cause I knew they'd fold
[00:40.20]And now I'm richer than them niggas, I could do the most (M-M)
[00:43.10]Money through the roof, it's fallin' from the sky
[00:46.20]Countin' money on a Percocet high
[00:49.30]I watch how you speak, I listen to your tone
[00:52.20]The watches that you wear, this different time zones
[00:55.30]Crispy calamari, tears for the foes
[00:58.30]Murder undercover strip from your clothes
[01:01.40]Coupes for the curbs, suicide doors
[01:04.50]Suits to be served for the drug lords
[01:07.60]Clubs full of haters, tips for the waiters
[01:10.60]Body count, AK-47's made us
[01:13.70]Bal Harbour shops, 90 in a knot
[01:17.10]In Design District, boy, you see me at the top
[01:19.70]Collins Ave', get the cocoa from the coast guard
[01:22.70]Coast clear, let's reward the ones who cook raw
[01:25.80]Dolce & Gabbana buttoned to the neck
[01:28.80]Still hopin' that Your Honor let the jury rest
[01:33.40]It's buttoned to the neck
[01:35.10]Prayin' that Your Honor let the jury rest
[01:38.40]All I wanna do is watch the ship float
[01:41.30]As the sunset, I'm talkin' big dope
[01:44.10]Money through the roof, it's fallin' through the sky
[01:47.40]Spent two hundred for the coupe, they wanna shoot inside
[01:50.40]Fuck wearin' vests, I knew they wouldn't fit
[01:53.20]I'm too slow to run, that'd get me flipped
[01:56.40]They want me broke but a nigga rich
[01:59.30]I'm talkin' real money, and not just nigga rich
[02:02.40]Rap beefs'll get you niggas buried back east
[02:05.30]At least, bitch niggas better act easy
[02:08.40]I ...........
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