Singer: Rick Ross
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Song: Turnpike Ike
Rick Ross - Turnpike Ike Lyrics (LRC) (04:22-262-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:02.20]I told her that, she can't fuck me like I'm a king no more
[00:06.40]I told her she gotta make love to me like I'm an emperor, her emperor
[00:13.40]Man, I done got money everywhere, nigga, but particularly that Turnpike South
[00:18.60]It's been a blessing to a young nigga like Renzel
[00:22.50]Indictment on the way, got Sadow on the case
[00:25.40]When you get your first kilo, it should be on your face
[00:28.00]Nigga movin' like the Mob, hundred thousand Francs
[00:30.90]Dry land when you wanna be out on the lake (Swish)
[00:33.50]Determined to be one of the fortunate men
[00:36.10]Bitches come from everywhere once the hustlin' commence
[00:38.60]I see you prayin', testified and forgot the time
[00:41.50]Bottom line, your car should get shot up like it was mine
[00:44.20]Twenty round, but the voodoo let no harm be allowed
[00:46.90]My voodoo, they all know the spirits when I be aroused
[00:49.60]Made it to Star Island, started with a nickel rock
[00:52.20]Who thought a project nigga get to get a yacht
[00:55.10]Two million dollars cash in the Range Rover
[00:57.80]Opa Laka Airport, let's get the plane loaded
[01:00.70]I put it on the Turnpike
[01:02.60]Gold rims, whip wheel, blue bills, ducking the termites
[01:06.30]I'ma let one of my bad bitches tell you how much paper I got
[01:09.50]Baby, what we livin' like? (Twenty houses)
[01:12.10]What else? (Fifty cars)
[01:14.10]Yeah? (Haha) What I make you feel like? (Priceless, baby)
[01:17.80]Ugh, you live for me? (Every day)
[01:21.50]You would die for me? (Right now)
[01:26.60]Double M G
[01:27.60]Turnpike, real earner, Ted Turner (Me)
[01:30.10]Whippin' in the kitchen, that boy was a fast learner
[01:32.60]Time to live it up, two million tucked in that new Bentley truck
[01:35.80]Ain't too many I can trust, so shooters is a must
[01:38.40]I reminisce when it was hit or miss (Ha)
[01:41.40]I was innocent until I hit a lick (Haha)
[01:44.10]Seven figures on a nigga' mama couch
[01:46.80]Don't wanna hear nobody talkin' 'bout a drought (Boss)
[01:49.80]I'm chillin on a yacht in my Mitchel and Ness (Ugh)
[01:52.20]Stitches in my britches, 57S
[01:54.90]Swishers, you could smell 'em on the internet
[01:57.60]Ain't beefin' with nobody 'cause I'm killin' that
[02:01.00]I tossed a pistol on the car chase (Wooh)
[02:03.30]Then walked into the church just like the boy Ma$e
[02:05.90]I'm the man out in Barcelona
[02:08.50]Got a couple bad bitches out in California
[02:11.60]Real language, biggest
[02:14.80]Tell these niggas some more shit, bae
[02:18.90](Baby, you the biggest, the biggest boss, you're my boss, baby)
[02:24.20]How much money we gon' get? (We gon' get all of it, baby, we gon' take it all, honey)
[02:29.00]Turnpike Ike, ugh, ha (You the biggest, baby, you the boss)
[02:33.00]Go get a room right out of town and I'm in Oprah's Yacht
[02:35.40]I'm makin' moves with all my rounds, you better call the cops
[02:38.00]Second weekend I just had to go buy ...........
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