Believe It Lyrics - Supreme Team - Rick Ross

Al I talk about is money 

Cause thats all I know 

I gotta a bad bitch in my Chevy 

Sellin Miley Cyrus in my Monte Carlo 

I got that Justin Bieber please believe it 

A quarter million hangin on my collar 

A half a million in my duffel bag (duffel bag) 

Now Im riding in my Cadillac 

Hammers in the fuckin?? 

Im ridin clean and Im fuckin hoes 

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Okay I woke up this morning 

Tryna get this money 

Yall niggas was joining 

And Id made it by 20 

I got young boys in that?? 

I call what you got for me 

He say?? all day 

Couple rocks all I got on me 

I say yeah nigga is go 

He say yeah nigga we own 

I said I be on my way 

Pray good brick down in all our zones 

I got work, I got work 

And I got pills and I got purp 

And I got goons thats on my team 

And they gon kill like I got merk 

Before I say so 

And I say go 

And they go HAM 

And I lay low 

I drive that work 

Off in that coaster 

I let go 

Of my ego, thats for sell nigga 

28 grams on my scale nigga 

Come and get it all 

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I gotta a bad bitch in my Chevy 

Sellin Miley Cyrus in my Monte Carlo 

I got that Justin Bieber please believe it 

A quarter million hangin on my collar 

A half a million in my duffel bag (duffel bag) 

Now Im riding in my Cadillac 

Hammers in the fuckin?? 

Im ridin clean and Im fuckin hoes 

Hold on wait minute 

You got the realest and the richest niggas in the building 

Feel me? 

Whole nigga wont knock you off 

Hate the way a nigga love to ball 

All the war, common law 

Straight killer thats momma fault 

Dope boy in my DNA 

Straight chips, Fritolay 

8 clips, ay Jose 

Hector my amigo straight 

Dont want no beef, I make?? taco 

Im screaming Rest in Peace, Brazil Deblanco 

I gotta a bad bitch in my Chevy 

Sellin Miley Cyrus in my Monte Carlo 

I got that Justin Bieber please believe it 

A quarter million hangin on my collar 

A half a million in my duffel bag (duffel bag) 

Now Im riding in my Cadillac 

Hammers in the fuckin?? 

Im ridin clean and Im fuckin hoes 

Im ridin clean, Im fucking hoes 

Im fucking hoes, Im ridin clean 

Niggas sellin that chain?? 

Fuck around yeah I mean 

Bad bitch and she talk dirty 

Talk dirty, her mouth clean 

I was sellin that white shit 

Yall niggas have boy scout dreams 

Spend eighty-thousand on my Rolly 

Young nigga ball like Kobe 

Round-round me and Chino?? young goldie?? 

Limo thats my Rolly 

Two-eleven on yo bitch 

Turn yo ass she stole it 

My neck look like a light show 

My pocket, they need lipo 

I stand tall, no iPhone 

And them goons go wherever I go 

Yall niggas pussy like?? hoes 

All we know is get paid nigga 

I ball hard like Lebron James 

And Rosay D-wade nigga 

I gotta a bad bitch in my Chevy 

Sellin Miley Cyrus in my Monte Carlo 

I got that Justin Bieber please believe it 

A quarter million hangin on my collar 

A half a million in my duffel bag (duffel bag) 

Now Im riding in my Cadillac 

Hammers in the fuckin?? 

Im ridin clean and Im fuckin hoes