Listen to Vegas Residency song with lyrics from Rick Ross

Vegas Residency

Rick Ross10 Aug 2019

Vegas Residency Lyrics

Vegas Residency (Explicit) - Rick Ross

Lyrics by:William Leonard Roberts II

Composed by:William Leonard Roberts II

Black Bo you know we miss you

J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League

M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music

Since everybody wanna speak they mind

Maybach Music

Watchin' Kanye interview feel like I wanna cry

For every innocent brother charged with a homicide

Went from battle raps to now we wearin' M.A.G.A. hats

Dade County n***a mansions up in Tamarac

Never golfin' with the Trumps and I give you my word

Back to comin' out the trunk chargin' 20 a bird

Another seizure so I woke up in intensive care

Pray you treat a poor man like he was a millionaire

Actresses comin' to see me like a movie premiere

D**e boys show me love just for keepin' it trill

Dozen lawyers on the team I'd rather keep 'em close

Bill Cosby dead in prison I could see the quotes

Headlines when them white boys get to pay a fine

Never rapin' women keep it on some player time

Facts hate and pray you catch a heart attack

Headshot guess who did it where the warrants at

Black bottoms through the nine into the morning pack

Fifty million up I think I need me more than that

Restaurants I bought me fifty and they do they thing

Now I'm into sports I think I really need a team

I got a room that's on the highest floor

Never switch out on my n***a no amount of dough

'Cause you won't get a receipt that's when you sell your soul

Hungry n***as sit at home watchin' pictures you post

Win lose draw I swear I'd bet it all for you

We could meet up out in Vegas

I'ma pull out the Vacheron

We could meet up out in Vegas n***a

I really needed doc to see me dealin' with these seizures

Junior Seau concussion suicidal every season

Go to hell and that's exactly where I'm going to

Give my people game in this Port of Miami 2

I lost some weight and now designers wanna get to know me

Givenchy poster boy Naomi tryna get up on me

Eggs Benedict a G-Wagen for my tenderoni

Florida Lotto wishes for b***hes I get triggered on 'em

Feel the military for artists when they wanna' beef

I'm the Kim Dotcom up in K.O.D

F**k 'em on the faucet when they in the office

Doin' time I set a mind for correctional officers

Thurman Thomas every step I take is footwork

2000 on the seats a hunnid G's just for the verse

Go and get it just to give it to the inner city

20 Rolls Royces later that night in River City

Took Manolo Bajas and bring it back to murder row

Murder one you f**kin' other n***as murder mo'

Boobie boys ya'll tell me how you heard of Zoes

305 First 48 they favorite episodes

Ssch

So many n***as out here singin' songs

That's why them choppers hear the note and then we sing along

Everybody got a role therefore we got a job

Until we meet up out in Vegas and we got a mob

I got a room that's on the highest floor

Never switch out on my n***a no amount of dough

'Cause you won't get a receipt that's when you sell your soul

Hungry n***as sit at home watchin' pictures you post

Win lose draw I swear I'd bet it all for you

We could meet up out in Vegas

I'ma pull out the Vacheron

Gold triggers still indoors in my Versace robe

Matching underwear Illuminati got his soul

Phone ringin' Benny Medina yeah it's J-Lo

Hola

Tell her fat boy got her shoe boxes full of pesos

Papi Chulo Port of Miami keep a secret

Silver furs gave you my word now we in arenas

Pyramid you call it faith I say it's destiny

Eatin' with my dawgs we just a different pedigree

Mink coats it's time to drag them b***hes to the floor

All my b***hes tap my name I gotta' feed 'em all

Black Bo he was the realest hate to send him off

The biggest blow I ever felt that's from the biggest boss

Blue Ferrari on the corner cousin think it's Crip

F**k a vest p***y n***a 'cause it's hit or miss

Came up in the projects watermelon on the porch

Now it's Caymen Island and wonderful nautical thots

In Hawaii Zion got me livin' f**k the Coast

For my B-day Dr. Dre gave me another watch

Hundred miles and runnin' I pray it never run it's course

Touch a quarter million my prayers really rubbin' off

Ah I catch my breath and holler Batter's up

I get the money 'cause the stats they never mattered much

M.V.P. I'm from the league where n***as tattle much

Testify on your right hand put 'em in a Camel Clutch

Fell asleep unconscious woke up out in Myrtle Beach

Oh in Vegas with pimps n***as think they rich as me

Maybach Music

Facts I'm well connected in this city life

We all in double M-jumpers out on them chilly nights

Gave me a brick until I asked him

What would twenty like

On body number ten so I rarely give good advice

I was by myself last night

I got a room that's on the highest floor

Never switch out on my n***a no amount of dough

'Cause you won't get a receipt that's when you sell your soul

Hungry n***as sit at home watchin' pictures you post

Win lose draw I swear I'd bet it all for you

We could meet up out in Vegas

I'ma pull out the Vacheron

We could meet up out in Vegas n***a

Win lose draw lalala lalala lalala lalala

Win lose draw I swear I'd bet it all for you

Win lose draw

 

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

Comments for Vegas Residency (2)

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Lesego Diale

Too dope

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Big L

This is a Classic Young Renzel