Video 800 Karats de Rick Ross 2024 Hip Hop Lyrics

Rick Ross - 800 Karats Lyrics

800 Karats Song Lyrics 800 Karats by Rick Ross [Meek Mill:]
I know they don't like me, niggas say I think I'm arrogant
I can't bring my Philly niggas with me, they like terrorists (Brrt)
Pop out, I got twenty b**ches with me and I'm sharin' 'em
That is not my lady, ho my baby, she my surrogate
Gave her twenty racks, she like, "Period"
Pussy cracked, super wet like a Aquarius
I asked her what's her sign, and she said, "Meek, a Sagittarius
I told you twenty times, this pussy makin' you delirious"
I'm serious, they cannot figure where he is
They cannot figure how I built this sh*t up like the pyramids
I figure-four a model b**ch (Yeah)
For an experience
Was in an SEL, that b**ch be growlin', fast and furious (Woo)
I got everything, for real
These niggas know how I came, for real
f**k me once, she came, for real
f**k me twice, I came Chanel
I do not like rappin' with these rappers, they be playin', for real
And I do not be playin', for real
I came with niggas that came to kill, on gang

[Rick Ross:]
(M-M-) This the biggest
(Huh) This the biggest
(Huh) This the biggest
(M-M-)

Fisher island, I drop the top, I got two b**ches smilin' (Hahaha)
Get a pilot, I'm takin' off, I'm talkin' different mileage
Mozambique, hit up my dawg, we diggin' for some diamonds
Me and Meek got all in on tellers who look the brightest (Woo)
b**ches slide, won't come back (Huh)
Just to come give me they neck (Huh)
I just play with finesse, then I tell 'em what's next
I'm as rich as they come, I'ma get me some checks (Boss)
I could live on the run, I got cribs on the West (Maybach Music)
I'm the best where I'm from 'cause I did it the best
All the bodies that we done done, know that come with respect (Huh)
Get a dog check, woo, get a dog check, woo
I put some money on you niggas, pray to God, yes
In the Mecca, I'm David Beckham, better say your lecture
All the livin', I'm goin' extra, makin' sure it's epic
Goldman Sax, I never asked, but you gon' respect it
Rohan Marley, I'm smokin' godly, pettin' on my leopard
I don't f**k with YouTubers
Still do cocaine manuevers
All you could've been records
Druski know who the ruthless
I get praise like a Buddhist
Long as yayo keep movin'
Brick of lab in my two-seater lookin' like it's a movie (Ah)