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letra de turnpike ike - rick ross

[intro]
i told her that she can’t f-ck me like a king no more
i told her she gotta make love to me like i’m a emperor, a emperor
man, i done got money everywhere n-gg- but particularly that turnpike south
it’s really a blessing to a young n-gg- like renzel

[verse 1]
indictment on the way, i’ll say that on the case
when you get your first kilo, it should be on your face
n-gg- movin’ like the mob, hundred thousand franks
dry land when you wanna be out on the lake (swish)
determined to be one of the fortunate men
b-tches come from everywhere, wants to hustle and commence
i see you prayin’, testifying, forgotten the time
bottom line, your cars should get shot up like it were mine
20 round but the voodoo, let no humbie allowed
mafutu, they’ll all know the spirit when i’ll be aroused
made it to star alley, started with a nickel rock
who thought a project n-gg- get to get a yacht
two million dollars cash in the range rover
[?] airport lets get the plane loaded
i put it on the turnpike
gold rims, whip real, blue bills duckin’ the termites

[skit: rick ross & female vocal]
i’ma let one of my bad b-tches tell y’all how much paper i got
baby what we living like? twenty houses
what else? fifty cars
yeah. what that make you feel like?
priceless baby
huh. you live for me? everyday
you would die for me? right now
huh, double mg

[verse 2: rick ross]
turnpike, real earner, ted turner (me)
whip it in the kitchen that boy was a fast learner
tryna live it up, two millions tucked in that new bentley truck
ain’t too many i can trust so shooters is a must
i reminisce when it was h-t or miss
i was in the [?] ’til i hear the leak
seven figures on a n-gg- mamma couch
don’t want it here n-body talking ’bout their drought
i’m chilling in the yacht and my [?]
st-tches in my breaches, fifty-seveness
switchers you can smell ’em on the internet
ain’t beefing with n-body ’cause i’m k!lling it
i toss the pistol on the car chase (wow)
they walk into the church, it’s like the boy mase (lord)
i’m the man out in barcelona (boss)
got a couple of bad b-tches out in california

[skit 2: rick ross & female vocal]
real language, biggest
tell these n-gg-s some old sh-t bae
baby you’re the biggest (huh, your fine -ss)
the biggest boss, you’re my boss
how much money we gonna get?
we gon’ get all of it baby (huh) we gon’ take it all honey
turnpike ike (huh)
you’re the biggest baby, you’re the boss

[verse 3: rick ross]
go get a room, i’d rather turn ’em, i’m an [?]
i’m making move with all my range, you better call the cops
second week, and i just had to go buy me a drop
slick remarks and i’m in county, you licking the shot
cold games, i gotta step out on [?] first
[?] green, the way i capture the moment with words
city mine, i keep the k!llers to fill up the church
swear to god, the quarter kilo won’t get you a verse
bring mine, stay on time, and that’s where we resign
meanwhile, we’d be having such a meaningful time
spiritual n-gg-, baptize up in g5
with bad b-tches who’s idols feel with nicki minaj
[?] the richest, now i move with beautiful women
newfound, new beginning, one day dada i grew to be winning
if you looking for me catch me on the turnpike
and when you see me, i’ma show what this work like n-gg-

[skit 3: rick ross]
f-ck you think this is? turnpike ike n-gg-
isaac hicks, rest in peace og
big mike, michael delancey
free michael delancey
kenneth williams, long live black [?]
care to see this sh-t n-gg-

[outro: female vocal]
you’re a thoughtful n-gg-, boss
they won’t ever be a boss as big as you baby
you’re the biggest, the bigges boss
you’re the biggest, the bigges boss
you’re the boss, you’re the boss

- rick ross

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