New Bugatti Lyrics - Rich Forever - Rick Ross

[Verse 1: Diddy] 

You niggas paranoid, I party getting money 

I know I'm the shit, my janitor be getting money 

I got a skyscraper, it's a hell of a view 

Got me closer to God, angel wings on my coupe 

Pray for me damn, I grind every day for it 

If you see me riding in it, it means I paid for it 

Bugatti Boy, one point eight four 

I got money, baby I could order eight more 

F-ck the Forbes list, let's tell the truth, I ate more 

I got a billion, baby, time to get me eight more 

Twelve bedrooms, time to get me eight more 

Stack all the cases of Ciroc up on the eighth floor 

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[Hook: Rick Ross & Diddy] 

Got a hundred mil' 

(It's time to get another one) 

How this Bugatti feel? 

(I may need me another one) 

Five bad b! tches 

(Just got me another one) 

P. Diddy run the city 

(Never be another one) 

Five mil' cash 

(And I need another one) 

Rocking a different Rollie 

(No, it's not the other one) 

Second to none at getting money 

(Nigga, number one) 

Real niggas run the city 

(Never be another one) 

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[Verse 2: Diddy] 

These haters speculate 

They always watching mine 

She know what time it is 

Just like my watch line 

My clothes line 

The cologne, b! tch 

I know you smell this money, sitting on this throne, b! tch 

I'm strong, b! tch 

I own shit 

Gave myself a ten-digit bonus 

I'm the money man 

Money never financed 

Come get this money, baby 

With your fine ass 

If your nigga broke, it's time to get another one 

If your b! tch is tripping, time to get another one 

I'm Puff Daddy, b! tch, there'll never be another one 

Bugatti Boys forever one 

[Hook: Rick Ross & Diddy] 

Got a hundred mil' 

(It's time to get another one) 

How this Bugatti feel? 

(I may need me another one) 

Five bad b! tches 

(Just got me another one) 

P. Diddy run the city 

(Never be another one) 

Five mil' cash 

(And I need another one) 

Rocking a different Rollie 

(No, it's not the other one) 

Second to none at getting money 

(Nigga, number one) 

Real niggas run the city 

(Never be another one) 

[Verse 3: Rick Ross] 

I'm feeling the money 

I'm loving the paper 

Nigga hating the hood 

Took his ho to Jamaica 

If I let down the top 

Let the breeze in my beard 

V.I.P. is the spot 

They playing musical chairs 

My Colombian the man, all the beam-me-up shorty 

Got that money in the bag that can hold a f-cking body in 

One point five for this brand new black Bugatti 

Jewels like I'm Slick Rick, Bally shoes, la di da di 

Feeling myself, b! tch, you do the same 

F-ck what I spend at the bar, you should see how I came 

My b! tch had a vest, with one foot in the trap 

If I bust at your chest, I bet that's a wrap 

[Hook: Rick Ross & Diddy] 

Got a hundred mil' 

(It's time to get another one) 

How this Bugatti feel? 

(I may need me another one) 

Five bad b! tches 

(Just got me another one) 

P. Diddy run the city 

(Never be another one) 

Five mil' cash 

(And I need another one) 

Rocking a different Rollie 

(No, it's not the other one) 

Second to none at getting money 

(Nigga, number one) 

Real niggas run the city 

(Never be another one)