Listen to Still Wanna song with lyrics from Rick Ross

Still Wanna

Rick Ross, Wiz Khalifa, Yo Gotti8 Aug 2011

Still Wanna Lyrics

Still Wanna - Rick Ross/Wiz Khalifa (维兹·卡利法)/Yo Gotti

It's like an itch you can't scratch

 

It's like a b**ch you can't shake

 

I still wanna

 

Sleeping with the finest the thread count is bindless

Security blanket of coc*ine I am linus

In this climate I'm kareem burke tied in

The roc's silent partner I ain't throwing up the diamond

Throwing on the shearling collars up bottles up

Sparkles to the table got him feeling like hes merlin

Whirlwind powder makes your world spin

Learn from ogs alfa romeos and sterlings

Updated that upgraded that

 

Suffocation blue in the inside's potato sack

Yeah talk money sh*t I'm made of that

Coc*ine parties like the 70's I cater that

You know what fame is

Sitting with the woman of your dreams

And forgetting what her name is

You know what pain is

 

Flushing two bricks and trying to

Have a ni**a strain it out the drainage

See my face on the news and it ain't tivo'd

I still wanna sell kilos

It's like I'm throwing rocks

At the pen begging for the rico

I still wanna sell kilos

Searching for the fish scale like I'm tryna find nemo

I still wanna sell kilos

That's what happens when you Michael

And they try to treat you like tito

I still wanna sell kilos

 

Grew up watching momma car repo'd

A little ni**a staring through the peep hole

How you think I felt knowing daddy wasn't there

Recycling cans cause nobody ever cared

Get it how you live always echoed in the streets

When we talking business talking on the phone cease

Feds listening to conversations through my onstar

Piecing puzzles together solving homicides of I's

Dice game chatter better bring your stash out

Red velour I'm in the white glass house

Half a ticket b**ches quick to drop it on the scale

City of d**e where real ni**a sell yay'

Everyday a ni**a dies and we can't ask why

Showing more love to b**ches f**ked on the side

Tony montana tailor made suits in the church

Rolls royce corniche trunk full of work

See my face on the news and it ain't tivo'd

I still wanna sell kilos

It's like I'm throwing rocks

At the pen begging for the rico

I still wanna sell kilos

Searching for the fishscale like I'm tryna find nemo

I still wanna sell kilos

That's what happens when you Michael

And they try to treat you like tito

I still wanna sell kilos

 

Testarossa top models g4s

Gucci pass the crease off everything I climb in I win

Richard mille tourbillon remarkable timing

Black label everything logos in the lining

Bell biv devoe push poison like a copper head

Powder falls smoke clears through the walking dead

The rosé bottles pour for the champions

You'd think it was a grammy win celebration spills

Through the morning like an ambien b**ches love my ambience

Chain swinging ticker taping like its mardi gras

Thousand niggas deep never needed body guards

Thousand ki's that I'm about to do pilates on

Wear the king's crown like the grill a maseratis on

Catty corner parked doors ajar on a stripper

Blew a fuse and caught a body on coc*ine storaging

Liva living dreams y'all deloreans are pouring in

See my face on the news and it ain't tivo'd

I still wanna sell kilos

It's like I'm throwing rocks

At the pen begging for the rico

I still wanna sell kilos

Searching for the fishscale like I'm tryna find nemo

I still wanna sell kilos

That's what happens when you Michael

And they try to treat you like tito

I still wanna sell kilos

 

***Lyrics are from third-parties***

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