Color Money Lyrics - Black Market - Rick Ross

Color Money 

(Aye call lil homie to the stage the one that's got that Color Money) 

Trappin for the color money 

Make it happen for the color money 

305 nigga 

You know what it is 

If you wanna get a block then you should see the man 

Diamonds all through the watch and you should see the band 

Bottle in the club got me screaming color money 

Got her selling pussy for the love of the money 

Indictments coming and I really think they coming for me 

In the box Chevy pussy nigga gunning for me 

Catch a flight to Paris time to get some other money 

You still alive cuz you niggas still running from me 

Get it down even if a nigga momma know me 

Put it down quarter key in every category 

If you real all we kill for is color money 

Fuck where you from cuz all we deal with is color money 

I got a duffle bag that I wanna shop with 

Or get another double R to cut the top with 

Or hit the booty club to go and get some pussy whip 

I might buy a bitch a Benz if he pussy whip 

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Color money 

Color money 

Blackjack Black Bottles with the Black Cards 

Only nigga that you know with two NASCAR's 

Sell a lot of record but I make a brick jump 

Make her sign a prenup just to get my dick sucked 

Color money got your bitch out on a world tour 

My lil homie made a million on his girl tour 

We back to back and down to whack a nigga unborn 

Miami niggas got them changing all the gun laws 

So run Forrest got some shooters and they dying too 

I got more money than that pussy that you're signed to 

Survive who call this a color money conversation 

A hundred stacks will cover everything I'm contemplating 

Full confrontation home invasion for the quarter key 

Them cheap ass condos ain't the safest place you want to be 

Call him a C.O. but you better not go call police 

So when I see you I'ma give you what you wanna see 

You wanna see? 

Photos 

Color money 

Color money 

Rob a nigga close to me you better bring it back 

Until the day we even steven tell you bring it back 

Red rubies on they can't believe a nigga rap 

Color money still feed niggas in the trap 

You got the Rolie with the red face 

The red ring nigga looking like a fair case 

Fuck all these rappers real talk cuz I ain't fucking with em 

Double M we balling way harder than Puff and em 

It ain't no love loss I only see one boss 

You looking at him when they got the guns going off 

And all the bitches on the staff and they get a check 

So bust it open never test a nigga intellect 

Color money 

Color money