Patrona (Explicit) - Senior/Rick Ross

Composed by：James William Awad/William Leonard Roberts II

You must turn it off don't break me off

You should know

You have tried enough

Yea you should know by now you should know

Put her on a pedestal f**k her on the low

We've been hearing that s**t way before the radio

I came to change the show

Killing all these b***hes time for all of them to go

You think I'm not aware look at his face jealous looking like tizi

Order a bottle of Belaire just in case I'm counting bands with Ricky

I just signed a deal oh my god enough to buy my city

On god I've seen it all

Feeling like Ric Flair look at my face made it look too easy

You know how it feels sitting here and hearing all your stories

I want all the deals all the money I got these words from Tony

Montana

Biggest

Rolls Royce stars in the ceilin' flyin' saucer

Brand new black Ferrari so you know its time to boss up

Private jet to Vegas you're not dealin' with imposters

Ugh

Big Mink coats really livin' like the mobsters

Bases fully loaded hittin' models like the Dodgers

Loyal to my team is what the OGs always taught us

Went to Louis V and spent a hunnit' all in dollars

Then I hit Dior another hunnit' they can charge it

Ugh

Rich n***a status 'til the day I get departed

Hunnit' cars really and I got somewhere to park it

Came up from the projects

Ugh

Now we gettin' acknowledged

Yes

Front row at the fights

Ugh

Speaking at the conference

Yes

Strapped at all events

Double R on Collins

Let the top down for the b***hes so I know they got they content

Woo

Realest in the city

Ugh

If its any problems all my b***hes in the club

We the only n***as ballin'

BOSS

Wait wait wait

Put that s**t in the back of my van

Making you moving and dancing

While I'm here fixing and counting the bands

Give me a 9 f**k it give me a 10

F**k me I'm counting an M

I did it again and again

I fill up the back of the benz

When Sasa got me a pen

It got me a 9 or 10

I'm bout to bury an M

I did it again and again

Yea yea yea

Let it go babe

It's time to turn it off

To break it off

You should know

I want to kill it off

To take you off

You should know

Words to patrona yea I found a plan

Put all my s**t in the back of the van

Look at my body now moving and dancing

While I'm here fixing and counting the bands

Give me a 9 or 10

I'm bout to bury an M

I did it again and again

Again and again and again

Ye eh eh eh

I did it again and again and again

And again and again and again and again and again