Ace Hood - Bugatti (ft. Future, Rick Ross)
[Intro: Future]We the motherfuckin best niggaAce HoodIts Over, Future[Hook: Future]I come looking for you with HaitiansI stay smoking on good JamaicanI fuck bitches from different racesYou get money they started hatingI woke up in a new BugattiI woke up in a new BugattiI woke up in a new BugattiI woke up in a new BugattiI woke up in a new Bugatti[Verse 1: Ace Hood]Niggas be hatin I’m rich as a bitch100 K I spent that on my wristTwo hundred thousand I spent that on your bitchYou and your model put that on the listOh there he go in that foreign againKillin the scene bring the coroner inMurder she wrote, swallow or chokeHit her and go home and call her againWoke up early morning, crib as big as a collegeSmoke me a pound of the loudestWhippin some shit with no mileageDiamonds cost me a fortuneThem horses all in them PorschesYou pussies can’t handle afford it4,200 my mortgageBallin on niggas like KobeFuck all you haters you bore meOnly the real get a piece of the plateReppin my city I’m runnin my stateGive me a pistol then run with the K’sNiggas want beef then I visit ya place Bang![Hook][Verse 2: Ace Hood]Yeah, and I’m at it againThere go that flow bringin tragedy inCopped me a chain your salary spentNiggas is sweepin them cavities inCountin money, hourly trendRolling them skinny like Olsen twinsNiggas is squares, cabin and pensNeck full of Gold Olympian shitNeimans, I’m blowing the check on they gearFall on some pussy then hop on the LearShot with them choppers back of the rearSak pase’ them killers is hereWoke up early morning, mind is tellin me moneyPaper, mula, pockets is fat as a tumorBillionaire nigga no rumorLivin my life off of tunaWanted with me I deliver the beefReal niggas only enjoyin’ the feastPull up a seat, bon appetiteNo Louboutins put that red on your feet Bang[Hook][Verse 3: Rick Ross]Photographs of dope boys, is all they takingFinger prints on the Rolls Royce, is why they hatin’Push a button on these broke boys, that’s detonationWalk a road to riches bare feetI watch mama struggle now she livin’ carefreeThat’s why I hustle for half a key that’s 12 G’sI’m tryin’ to bubble every summer a new LPYou gotta love me I got shooters out the D-LeagueSignin’ bonus hit that man that’s from thirty feetLeft in a puddle, finger prints is on hundred millAnd what it is?Ricky Rozay and Ace Hood, we hella TrillYeah[Hook]
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