Keys To The Club - Rick Ross
[Hook] I got them keys in the crib You wouldnt find them if you had the keys to the crib Them niggas cheesing, its real It aint cheese if its less than a mil I think Im losing my religion Praying on these niggas, wrap a kilo in a ribbon Live every day like its my last My only trending topic is the cash [Verse 1: Rick Ross] I see no nigga in these clear Gazelles B! tch-ass nigga, better get some mail Im riding in a 6 like this b! tch 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 em out B! tches a motion picture, Im picturing Paramount Riding in the Lotus, Teflon Don With an ambitious b! tch, lotus flower bomb Wale on burn, young niggas doing numbers Double M G got it the next ten summers Im trying to do it big forever Keys to the crib, and Im with whatever Kis to the crib, nigga, bricks wherever Hundred mil plus til we rich forever [Hook] I got them keys in the crib You wouldnt find them if you had the keys to the crib Them niggas cheesing, its real It aint cheese if its less than a mil I think Im losing my religion Praying on these niggas, wrap a kilo in a ribbon Live every day like its my last My only trending topic is the cash [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 younguns with this trash to sell They got some COs that get you hash in jail Little dope, little coke, talking cash for real Funerals never cool, nigga, pass the steel Im a guru in the kitchen, whipping mass appeal Boobie got a life sentence on his last appeal Thats one of few names thatll last for real Got me drinking from the bottom, no glasses filled Always purple in the cup, nigga, pass the pills Im the first one here to f-ck, 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] I got them keys in the crib You wouldnt find them if you had the keys to the crib Them niggas cheesing, its real It aint cheese if its less than a mil I think Im losing my religion Praying on these niggas, wrap a kilo in a ribbon Live every day like its my last My only trending topic is the cash [Verse 3: Styles P] Kis 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 something go wrong, its 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 loyal niggas Thatll f-cking boil niggas for a chain or a bracelet Nigga, you know Im living fly For the love of the game, I put a ribbon on the pie [Hook] I got them keys in the crib You wouldnt find them if you had the keys to the crib Them niggas cheesing, its real It aint cheese if its less than a mil I think Im losing my religion Praying on these niggas, wrap a kilo in a ribbon Live every day like its my last My only trending topic is the cash [Outro] If Im rich now, is it too much to pray to be rich forever? Forgive me Lord! Forgive me My next move; God Forgives, I Dont I think youll love it Rich Forever!
Artist: Rick Ross
Title: Keys To The Club