SHAQ & KOBE (Remix) ft. Shaquille O’Neal & Dame D.O.L.L.A. ft. Meek Mill, Shaquille O’Neal & Dame D.O.L.L.A. Lyrics

SHAQ & KOBE (Remix) ft. Shaquille O’Neal & Dame D.O.L.L.A. ft. Meek Mill, Shaquille O’Neal & Dame D.O.L.L.A. - Rick Ross

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Intro:

Ha, what is this?

Maybach Music

I like this Maybach Music

Sweet

Haha, haha

Niggas wanna see you lose when you're makin' moves (Moves)

We bringin' tools in any rooms, we tryna break the rules (Rules)

Niggas is haters, they ain't goons, we tryna make a fool (Fool)

I never thought I'd make the Forbes before I make the news (Never)

Havin' a threesome with some bitches and still ain't amusin' (I ain't)

I pick and choose, put on my jewels, it's like I lit the fuse (It's lit)

I call the shots and all the killers be like, "What's the move?" (Let's get it)

Hundred grand, you and your little man getting split in two (Splitter)

Mm, my life got way realer

Playin' with them millions and it turned me to a made nigga

Anywhere in the cash, it's how I react when they play with 'em

Statements got retracted when niggas ratted 'cause we sprayed niggas

Mafioso, sippin' Lobos

Jumpin' out the chopper to the yacht off the Gold Coast

We was totin' choppers on the block, sellin' coco

Now we treatin' models like they thots out in SoHo (Yeah)

Thirty mill' in cash, do these niggas bad (Bad)

They never thought I'd go this far just from a pen and pad (Pad)

I seen my dawg kill my dawg, just to get his stash

He went up top, they banged him out, got that nigga slatt

(Too much) Too much money and power

Walk up in the spot, a bunch of steppers

We tuckin' the choppers (We tuckin' the choppers, huh)

Too much money and power (Too much)

Hustlin' twenty-four hours (Twenty-four hours)

Too much money and power

Stumble to the penthouse

With a baddie to fuck in the shower (Fuck in the shower, huh)

Damian Lillard (Too much money and power)

Dame from the hash mark, a three, oh my goodness

D.O.L.L.A

The same place you'll find power, you'll find a lot of money

I done damn near made a billi', bitch, you not a dummy

Make sure everybody fed and it's not the tummy

Niggas makin' fashion statements and I'm poppin' bummy

'Cause I don't march to the drum that these niggas playin'

Real big steppers gon' step in, there's no delayin'

My mama seen it comin', was over my shoulder prayin'

When I started gettin' in reckless in life and ain't no demand

I felt a switch flick

Noticed the power of bein' a misfit

Kick, push, skated fiascos into a kickflip

Success made my softy stiffen to a big dick

Story of my life, bitches choosin', this shit a chick flick

I'm shot callin'

Not stallin' and not hoggin'

Pass the ball, we runnin' it up and we not joggin'

It's team us, we shrink the circle and lean up

And when we on the scene, they gon' know that we seen much

I bust a play a day, know I'm collectin' like layaway

You niggas Jake the snakes

I gotta cook you and make filet

They better stay away 'fore I spray the K until they decay

Won't make no hay today, I only play to make major pay

I go for pink slips

Jordan my tongue when I'm on my king shit

Twelves out of ten, the only type of hoes I link with

Huey, Duece, or Dodie told me if I'm gon' relinquish

Then a billion dollars better be what I'm in sync with

(Too much) Too much money and power

Walk up in the spot, a bunch of steppers

We tuckin' the choppers (We tuckin' the choppers, huh)

Too much money and power (Too much)

Hustlin' twenty-four hours (Twenty-four hours)

Too much money and power

Stumble to the penthouse

With a baddie to fuck in the shower (Fuck in the shower, huh)

Too much money and power (Too much)

Hustlin' twenty-four hours (Yes, twenty-four hours)

I left a team of niggas in the red tape (Huh)

Diggin' through they pockets, left they shoes unlaced

Homicide on another case

Mouth wide, gold teeth with a pale face (Bang)

My niggas couldn't read, had impediments (Huh)

But they never would leave any evidence (Huh)

Your mother still in pain, it been a few days

But you notice all it came with minimum wage

They thought it was a game 'til the shots rang

Six niggas layin' on the same box spring

How you dead broke but got a dope charge?

Gotta rob a bank just to post bond (Huh)

Got this chopper with me for the close calls

Helicopter on the roof 'cause I won't walk (God)

Killin' niggas in the streets, I call it a feast

Twenty million I can see and all in a week (Boss)

We only on the yachts with tequila shots (Huh)

It's only paperwork now when we leave the lot

Calamari in California, yeah, I want a kiss

All you envious devil demons, you can suck a dick (Bitch)

I hope you die slow with your blindfold (Huh)

Your bitch still at home with her mind blown (Huh)

I got a pool of parrots and some buffalos (Woo)

And I got a pool in Paris in a bungalow (Hahahaha)

Still flippin' numbers, talking summersaults

Everybody get to eat, that's what a winner called (Double M)

I'm sippin' champagne, I own it myself (Boss)

You niggas better learn to own you some wealth

(Too much) Too much money and power

Walk up in the spot, a bunch of steppers

We tuckin' the choppers (We tuckin