Singer: Rick Ross
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Song: Imperial High
Rick Ross - Imperial High Lyrics (LRC Advanced) (03:22-202-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:06.90]Money through the roof, it got it falling through the sky
[00:09.30]Got me counting money on a Percocet high
[00:12.40]Perpetuate petty niggas awaiting my demise
[00:15.40]Noose around my neck, you think a young nigga kind
[00:18.50]Lookin' deep into my eyes, you wanna see me rise
[00:21.90]Who was born commitin' sins? You better watch the signs
[00:25.20]King of all kings, black Rothschilds
[00:27.90]One nigga from the South a get you crossed out
[00:30.90]So fuck where you from and fuck what you sold
[00:33.90]Watch how you come or watch how it go
[00:36.80]I diss who you fear 'cause I knew they'd fold
[00:39.80]And now I'm richer than them niggas, I could do the most
[00:43.00]Money through the roof, it's falling from the sky
[00:46.00]Counting money on a Pеrcocet high
[00:49.00]I watch how you speak, I listen to your tonе
[00:52.00]The watches that you wear, this different time zones
[00:55.20]Crispy calamari, tears for the foes
[00:58.10]Murder undercover strip from your clothes
[01:01.30]Coupes for the curbs, suicide doors
[01:04.40]Suits to be served for the drug lords
[01:07.50]Clubs full of haters, tips for the waiters
[01:10.60]Body count, AK-47's made us
[01:13.30]Bal Harbour shops, ninety in a knot
[01:16.40]In Design District, boy, you see me at the top
[01:19.60]Collins Ave, get the coco from the coast guard
[01:22.40]Coast clear, let's reward the ones who cook raw
[01:25.40]Dolce & Gabbana buttoned to the neck
[01:28.40]Still hoping that Your Honor let the jury rest
[01:33.00]It's buttoned to the neck
[01:35.10]Praying that Your Honor let the jury rest
[01:37.80]All I wanna do is watch the ship float
[01:40.80]As the sunset, I'm talking big dope
[01:43.90]Money through the roof, it's falling through the sky
[01:46.80]Spent two hundred for the coupe, they wanna shoot inside
[01:50.00]Fuck wearing vests, I knew they wouldn't fit
[01:52.80]I'm too slow to run, that'd get me flipped
[01:56.00]They want me broke but a nigga rich
[01:59.00]I'm talking real money, and not just nigga rich
[02:02.10]Rap beefs'll get you niggas buried back east
[02:04.90]At least, bitch niggas bette...........
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