Champagne Moments - Rick Ross

Composed by：William Leonard Roberts II

Maybach Music

Fish tanks and marble floors livin' big and bad

**** laugh until they hit with my official jab

Crack smoke is the exhaust from my pen and pad

Ghostwriters they get to floss what you could've had

Record label takin' a loss are you in your bag

You a worker wantin' to chart don't make me laugh

Get to mine tell by my watch this a different time

Livin' fine I'm gettin' high as your **** decline

Who believes he movin' keys in his Louis V's

Run up on you and snatch your chain watch you ******* bleed

Feel the pain or just describe where you really ride

Either you **** gettin' money or ready to die

B-I-G or give a **** if you Chi-Ali

You got it and you keep it tucked if you be by me

Do the job better known as the Charles Schwab

Double R's spread through the yard and I swear to God

Pop a Perc' for the feel go and count me a mil'

Kill you **** for free do it all for the thrill

**** leakin' they records when we speakin' directly

If we keepin' it gangster when you see me you check me

White boy I see you I see you

Yeah check

Gettin' bullied don't walk up on me 'cause the clip is fully

**** p***y don't want to push me I'm like"Really would he"

Like his moves but he never had to fight in school

Always ran another **** had to write your grooves

Flow is copy-and-paste Weezy gave you the juice

Another white boy at the park wanna hang with the crew

Pulitzer Prize winner switchin' up like dyed denim

Get incentives for all the killings while we ride rentals

Look me right in my face he beginnin' to shake

Told you ****"Stay schemin'" I predicted my fate

"Got more money than you" **** you want me to say

Fifty mil' for the crib where you want me to stay

I could shoot up the block I got pictures to paint

Let you DM my ho but got ******* you can't

Let you get on my songs it was good for your face

Now ***** **** it's on ain't no room for debate

Pop a Perc' for the feel go and count me a mil'

Kill you **** for free do it all for the thrill

**** leakin' they records when we speakin' directly

If we keepin' it gangster when you see me you check me

By the way I got a lot of respect for a lot of rappers

But I got one guy

He's my favorite person to rap with on any song

His name is Rick Ross

Maybach Music

You ain't never want to be a **** anyway ****

That's why you had an operation

To make your nose smaller than your father nose ****

I unfollowed you ****

'Cause you sent the ************* cease-and-desist to French Montana ****

You sent the police **** hated on my dog project

That wasn't the same white boy that I seen ****

When we were makin' them early records ****

When you were happy to be 'round ****

Seein' **** holdin' them sticks yeah

You owe ************* Stunna your life ****

Give Weezy some more money ****

Give Rap-A-Lot some more money ****

White boy

Yeah biggest

It's Rozay ****

We can do it how you wanna do it

Where you wanna do it any time you wanna do it I'm ready

I'm ready white boy huh

I know you got your Dockers on with no underwear white boy

Yeah you had that surgery that six-pack gone

That's why you wearin' that funny **** at your show

You can't hide it ****

White boy