Correction Lyrics Cigar Music by Rick Ross

Featuring(s) : Masspike Miles

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I'm so compassionate with my compositions
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Fascinated with foreign felines since I was knee high
This cigar got me buzzin' like a beehive
Fuck my old chick, I'm ridin' with my new thing
In her blue jeans, panties like shoestrings
Most wanted, I'm Bin Laden on a beat nigga
Rubber band jeans saggin' on my feet nigga
100 grand for the wagon and her feet nigga
Black flaggin', just braggin', I'm a street nigga
On the grind little rappers wanna eat with us
Tryna shine like Birdman man teeth glitters
VMA find time just to creep with her
So coincidental walkin' down the street with her
My loose cheese scooped up the Gucci
In 2 weeks I flew through the boutiques
She get her time limit when I let her go and shop
Cruisin' in the car, clip the Cuban at the top
Niggas know that my techs explode
Down to go toe to toe before Tecmo Bowl
Biggest boss in the game, chatter I never mind that
Cause if it mattered, C-Murder would go diamond
I reflect as I'm ridin' in a Rolls Royce
Get respect cause I give these hoes no choice

Because I-I-I-I-I
Because I do it
So if you never seen a boss nigga, then look at me
Because I do it
And they never seen a boss nigga, but now they see
Because I do it, and I do it
Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay, and I do it
Yeah, so now you see what it means
To be a boss cause I do it

I'm the down-south Nas, click so firm
Ridin' with a fox as the cigar burn
Niggas sell weed, niggas sell coke
If I was sellin' dope, baby I'd be sellin' both
But I'm sellin' records, everythin' I touch gold
Better yet, check the record, 3 million sold
Two handguns on the riders for the show
On the road to the riches and I'm ridin' on (vogues!)
I elaborate on things I only been bout
Besides, we decides who's the in-crowd, ah
If its Ne-Yo and niggas who speakin' Creole
What I got to prove? We just keep movin' kilos
See the Audemar its call it Terminator
The exact watch only Arnold wore in Terminator
I let her ride me like a elevator
Clip another Cuban as I wait to celebrate her

Because I do it
So if you never seen a boss nigga, then look at me
Because I do it
And they never seen a boss nigga, but now they see
Because I do it, and I do it
Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay, and I do it
Yeah, so now you see what it means
To be a boss cause I do it

Fascinated with foreign felines, that's my design
As I recline, cut 'em like key lime
We both came now it's right back to the tea time
I won't insult her being vulgar with no cheap wine
She told me that her other man broke
Walkin' on the clouds of my second hand smoke
I touched her with the second hand stroke
Got her mind racin' quicker than a Lambo
Two-seater, it couldn't fit Toccara
But I promise baby I'll be back tomorrow
In a big Beamer bumpin' Bob Marley
Listen closely and hit her way little softly

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