作曲:Rick Ross
作词:Rick Ross
That cushion that leather got a ** so gone
Riding through the city you know you know what i'm on
** ride dirty it's still so clean
Cushing that mother cush cushing that leather
Yeah this high keep my summer off
Climbing on that butter soul
Kush got me feeling like i flipped a hundred
Summer sauce hit the blunt call for blow the best i got
High stand high stand
Clinching to your chest bridge sandflip
I tell that ** you ain't ** i'm a mack of play
I see the skins on these steppers home
It's an alligator
She want me like an elevator ** a ben critter
Them superhero
You think the ** clock kin sister
Yeah i stay traveling like a vice lord
Stay strap like a patient in the psych ward
I held the pipe to his head while i'm not gone
But it's so soft youcan pour it over popcorn
Ride no chrome
Ain't nothing better better
You know what i'm on
That cushion and leather
Leather
Flipping through the city with the heat up on my left
No seat belt but a ** still strapped
Yeah i'm on that kush and that leather
You know what it is when i put them all together
I'm all about this pimping baby
Get up in my ride it's going down tonight yeah
Riding in my old school
With my new ** sitting on sixes
I'm throwing deuces smoking out the garbage bag
Cush vaporize
Got the type of paper make a couple ** testify
So trill and i put that on this forty five
Forty mill a ** trying to buy puffy house
I'm inner things
Culinary artsin the porsche
You can smell a poetry when i pop
Used to wear a vest
Now i just don't give a ** give a **
Thirty at the bar really i don't give a **
Twenty in the strip club
I'mma live it up turn around put the pimping down
She gotta give it up give it up
Give it up