RICK ROSS


Keys To The Crib Lyrics

[Hook: Rick Ross]
I got them kiā??s in the crib
You wouldnā??t find them if you had the keys to the crib
Them niggas cheesing, itā??s real
It ainā??t cheese if itā??s less than a milā??
I think Iā??m losing my religion
Praying on these niggas, wrap a kilo in a ribbon
Live every day like itā??s my last
My only trending topic is the cash
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I see no nigga in these clear Gazelles
Bitch-ass nigga, better get some mail
Iā??m riding in a 6 like this bitch for sale
That boy Meek Mill squeeze clips for real
See me in the street, rose-gold everything
Moving like hoes got me plotting on your team
Learning your whereabouts, burners to air ā??em out
Bitches a motion picture, Iā??m picturing Paramount
Riding in the Lotus, Teflon Don
With an ambitious bitch, lotus flower bomb
Wale on burn, young niggaā??s doing numbers
Double M G got it the next ten summers
Iā??m trying to do it big forever
Keys to the crib, and Iā??m with whatever
Kiā??s to the crib, nigga, bricks wherever
Hundred milā?? plus til we rich forever
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I see no nigga in these red Gazelles
All I see is women with these massive tails
All I see is youngā??uns with this trash to sell

They got some COā??s that get you hash in jail
Little dope, little coke, talking cash for real
Funeralā??s never cool, nigga, pass the steel
Iā??m a guru in the kitchen, whipping mass appeal
Boobie got a life sentence on his last appeal
Thatā??s one of few names thatā??ll last for real
Got me drinking from the bottom, no glasses filled
Always purple in the cup, nigga, pass the pills
Iā??m the first one here to fuck, snatch your ass for real
Keys to the crib, boys, keys to the V
If you at the table, then you eat what I eat
Breathe what I breathe, drink what I drink
Smoke what I smoke and we still mink for mink
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Styles P]
Kiā??s in the crib, you want keys to the crib
I got work from Argentina and Belize in the crib
Homie holding a nina, could sneeze him a brick
Knee-deep in the cocaine, trees in the six
Biggie on the stereo, seven-digit flips
This is the scenario ā?? something go wrong, itā??s a burial
Hit the hood, watch it go around like a merry-go
White seats, new M5, all cherry though
Heard you at Aces, Courvoisier, toasting the niggas that beat cases
Knowing your connect on a name-to-name basis
Eating with your fam on a day-to-day basis
Weight shit, get the big house and the spaceship
Team of lawyer niggas
Thatā??ll fucking boil niggas for a chain or a bracelet
Nigga, you know Iā??m living fly
For the love of the game, I put a ribbon on the pie
[Hook]

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