Peel Money Fast Lyrics - Rick Ross

Uh, uh 

We blowin' money fast on this side, nigga 

Catch you up, nigga 

I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover 

Whippin' work, hallelujah 

One nation, under God 

Real niggas gettin' money from the fucking start 

I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover 

Gettin' work, hallelujah 

One nation under God 

Real niggas gettin' money from the fucking start 

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My Rolls Royce triple black 

I'm geechy, ho 

Balling in the club, bottles like I'm meechy, ho 

Rose, that's my nickname 

Cocaine runnin' in my big vein 

Self-made, you just affiliated 

I built it ground up, you bought it renovated 

Talking plenty capers, nothing's been authenticated 

Funny you claimin' the same bitch that I'm penetratin' 

Hold the bottles up, where my comrades? 

Where the fucking felons, where my dogs at? 

I got that Archie Bunker 

And it's so white I just might charge ya double 

Photos 

These motherfuckers mad that I'm icy 

Stunt so hard make 'em come indict me 

I think I'm Big Meech, look at my time piece 

It's an Audemar, hundred racks at least 

Look at yourself, now look at me 

You can't see a nigga, I'm what you used to be 

Look at it this way, you niggas sideways 

Always getting money, my nigga crime pays 

So fuck a nigga, I'm self-made 

You a sucka nigga, I'm self-paid 

This for my broke niggas, this for my rich niggas 

Got a hundred on a head of a snitch nigga 

The thirty-six holes leave you bleedin' fam 

Word to them thirty-six O's in a kilogram 

Blunt tip, orange like Caviar 

Wild n' out, fishtailin', Subaru Rally car 

Out the passenger, lettin' the automatty off 

A egg of that girl'll knock ya mommy and ya daddy off 

Fuck around and knock the emblem on the caddy off 

Four-shooters buggin' out, blickin' at ya caddy doors 

Did I mention, guns from Red Dead Redemption 

Nine mils, fifty clip extensions? 

Hope is like a mattress in the hood, I'm flippin' on it 

And the money's like a chair, I'm sittin' on it