Kyrie Lyrics - Rick Ross

[Intro] 

(DP on the beat) 

Man: Listen Rozay I want some dope, I heard y'all sell dope 

Ross: So what type of dope you want bitch? 

Maybach Music 

[Hook] 

Bitches screaming for me like Beyonce 

Work, jumping out the gym like it's Lebron James 

This other type of money even make me nervous 

I'm standing out the roof, jersey Kyrie Irving 

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[Verse 1] 

Steven Curry, Under Armour on my gang 

They hit me close range, bitch ain't hit a thing 

Cut the dog food up with the (?) 

The junkies they hit 'em like a canon ball 

Don't nobody do it like Miami does 

Bought 20 kilos, coulda bought Miami subs 

Let her snort a line so she can get a buzz 

She says she want a dime, I told her get a dub 

My city one big hospice, I could pull the plug 

Them bitches know it's us before we pulling up 

Keep it gangster, 20 bottles of Bel-Air 

And got all of the dope boy's hands in the air 

[Hook] 

Bitches screaming for me like Beyonce 

Work, jumping out the gym like it's Lebron James 

This other type of money even make me nervous 

I'm standing out the roof, jersey Kyrie Irving 

Work, work, work, work, work 

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[Verse 2] 

I wanna build a mansion in Port-Au-Prince 

Speaking creole with all of my Haitian friends 

Kilos for the low and Bahamas the (?) 

Everything is diamond, can't cop in a drought 

I'm breezing through the beats, shout my nigga Pauchillo 

Dave Grutman in the building, toast like the Goodfellas 

20 million, baby that's my water bill 

Got Puffy on the phone talking a quarter bill 

Piece of honey now I'm talking Taco Bell 

Youngest nigga in the US with 100 mil 

Ain't too many hoes I haven't done for real 

Money in my pocket, boy I'm number one for real 

Benz running and I'm sitting on the trunk 

Rolling up a blunt, getting my dick sucked 

[Hook] 

Bitches screaming for me like Beyonce 

Work, jumping out the gym like it's Lebron James 

This other type of money even make me nervous 

I'm standing out the roof, jersey Kyrie Irving 

Work, work, work, work, work 

[Verse 3] 

I see you fucking up like you a Donald Trump 

I cast a vote and get a pussy nigga slumped 

I gave my dog a stack, that shit was barely lunch 

He got it done and called me back like batter's up 

He hit a bystander which didn't matter much 

And then I ate that pussy like it's Captain Crunch 

We cruising La Brea like we was Mexican 

When it come to your hustle, exhibit excellence 

Step to my clique and you'll meet the exorcist 

If you're ever in debt then you'll be the deficit 

In the oval office and I'm iced out 

Ankle monitor beeping in the white house 

[Hook] 

Bitches screaming for me like Beyonce 

Work, jumping out the gym like it's Lebron James 

This other type of money even make me nervous 

I'm standing out the roof, jersey Kyrie Irving 

Work, work, work, work, work