[Intro]
What is this?
Maybach Music
I like this Maybach Music
Murda on the beat so it's not nice!
[Chorus: Ronald Isley and Rick Ross]
The richest *****s that there ever been
The biggest bosses that there ever was
I just hit the dealer, bought another Benz
300 thousand on the car, just because
Close the curtains when I'm ridin' in it
Double 5% tinted like I'm hidin' in it
Thinkin' 'bout the millions when I lay back
Richer that I ever was way back (Huh)
Screamin' 'bout my dawg, wish I could bring back (Biggest)
Ridin' 'round the city in this Maybach
[Verse 1: Rick Ross and Ronald Isley]
Can't compete how I'm comin'
Cop a crib every summer
Don't you *****s say nothin'
Such a beautiful hustle
Rest in peace though to Raymond
My dick sucked in the Cayman (Oh, yeah)
Murders, never explain it
Yayo [?] fill up containers
Rappers livin' on budgets
Pray I switch up the subject (Yeah)
Peep you *****s was pussy
Thought you *****s was thuggish (Ow!)
Half my team in the Feds [?]
Which I gotta protect (Well, well, well)
All the shooters still free
So feel free, you can step
My role-model the rogue
Hustlers ridin' on Vogue
Now my Maybach a million
Havin' breakfast with hoes
Got my head in the clouds
'Cause my top can't come down (Yeah)
Still, my stock on the rise
Bustin' shots with my guys
[Pre-Chorus: Rick Ross and Ronald Isley]
Addicted to the rush, it really got me fiendin' (Alright)
Count up all the money, still I can't believe it (Alright)
Money out in space, you lookin' at the phoenix
The boss above the bar, the boy, he is a genius (Yeah, oh)
(Maybach Music)
[Chorus: Ronald Isley]
The richest *****s that there ever been
The biggest bosses that there ever was
I just hit the dealer, bought another Benz
300 thousand on the car, just because
Close the curtains when I'm ridin' in it
Double 5% tinted like I'm hidin' in it
Thinkin' 'bout the millions when I lay back
Richer that I ever was way back
Screamin' 'bout my dawg, wish I could bring back
Ridin' 'round the city in this Maybach
[Verse 2: Rick Ross and Ronald Isley]
Biggie back in the flesh
Diddy got me some checks
D-Roc cried on my shoulder
'Til they lay me to rest
See, I'm strapped to a T
I won't clap at your feet (Oh, yeah)
Rollin' dice for a livin'
*****s playin' for keeps
Killers come in abundance
Pussy *****s get punished (Yeah)
As I pray for your parent
All the pain that it come with (Ooh)
As I listen to Chronic
Never wanna dishonour (Well, well, well)
Ones who tatted my game
Through the rain and the thunder (Yeah)
Lamborghinis for weeks
Bottles blue as the beach
I stopped countin' my cars
I kept losin' my keys
I'm as rich as they come
Well, as rich as you know
The fungus among us
Rinse you snitches with soap
[Pre-Chorus: Rick Ross and Ronald Isley]
Addicted to the rush, it really got me fiendin' (Alright)
Count up all the money, still I can't believe it (Alright)
Money out in space, you lookin' at the phoenix
The boss above the bar, the boy, he is a genius (Yeah, oh)
(Maybach Music)
[Chorus: Ronald Isley]
The richest *****s that there ever been
The biggest bosses that there ever was
I just hit the dealer, bought another Benz
300 thousand on the car, just because
Close the curtains when I'm ridin' in it
Double 5% tinted like I'm hidin' in it
Thinkin' 'bout the millions when I lay back
Richer that I ever was way back
Screamin' 'bout my dawg, wish I could bring back
Ridin' 'round the city in this Maybach
[Verse 3: Rick Ross and Ronald Isley]
Wingstop better than bricks
Rap is never sufficient
Winnin' big, I insist
My pursuit is relentless
Don't get put on the list
I'm still pushin' the limit (Oh, yeah)
Still a man of my word
Is you dreams or pretendin'?
I'm as big as it gets
The deposits are clear (Yeah)
And I really would give
All the bars that they fear (Ow!)
My *****'s a myth
But the murders are real (Well, well, well)
Marc Jacob was custom
It gave me the chills
Take a jet from Miami
Louis luggage is standard
Paintin' pictures for all these *****s
My photos are candid
All my watches exotic
Coloured in and I caught it [?] (Yeah)
Carbon fibre the polish (Yeah)
*****s hate when you got it
[Pre-Chorus: Rick Ross and Ronald Isley]
Addicted to the rush, it really got me fiendin' (Alright)
Count up all the money, still I can't believe it (Alright)
Money out in space, you lookin' at the phoenix
The boss above the bar, the boy, he is a genius (Yeah, oh)
(Maybach Music)
[Chorus: Ronald Isley]
The richest *****s that there ever been
The biggest bosses that there ever was
I just hit the deal and bought another Benz
300 thousand on the car, just because
Close the curtains when I'm ridin' in it
Double 5% tinted like I'm hidin' in it
Thinkin' 'bout the millions when I lay back
Richer that I ever was way back
Screamin' 'bout my dawg, wish I could bring back
Ridin' 'round the city in this Maybach
[Outro]
Ha ha ha ha
I like this Maybach Music
