Hard In The Paint Lyrics - Rick Ross

Shout out to all my real niggas world wide 

Ain't nothing changed 

But the Rari, the Lambo, 

The Bentley, the Maybach, 

The Phantom, the Aston, 

The Spyker, the seven three, 

The seven deuce, the seven one, 

The seven fours 

I go hard in the mothafuckin paint, nigga 

Touch 8 figures, stuff it in the bank, nigga 

Ordered 20 bottles of the Rosé 

Fuck first suite bitch I order Moët 

To these niggas I'm a mothafuckin problem 

Hang with the bloods, all the crips, all the robbas 

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See Gucci that's my mothafuckin nigga 

20 racks on it, bitch you fuckin with a killa 

I can't hang with no pussy ass niggas 

Thousand carats in the chain, quarter milli for it nigga 

You think I give a fuck what other niggas think? 

Make another million every time a nigga blink 

I'm rollin up the purple and I'm sippin pink 

Champagne drown the bitch until she gotta pee 

She only get to ride unless she keep it wet 

You lookin at a gangsta in disguise, you just aint peeped it yet 

Call the Benz Beavis cause she Butthead 

She know I'm busy, I don't need nothing but head 

And I'm payin top dolla 

Chain so big can't pop my colla 

Pop one pill make a nigga spend a grand 

Pop two pills make a nigga wanna dance 

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Pop my trunk, pop me a nigga 

Just last night I had a dream I shot me a [?] 

Pop my trunk, Ima pop me a [?] 

Just last night I had a dream I shot me a nigga