Song Lyrics

What is this? (Maybach Music)
I like this Maybach Music
Sweet! Hahahaha

Bugatti Boyz
Yo turn off them motherfuckin' lights
You know what it is
Yeah, f*ck your dreams, nigga
This reality, yeah, take that

They say I'm gettin' money, must be Illuminati
Talking to the Holy Ghost, in my Bugatti
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in
They say I'm gettin' money, must be Illuminati
Talking to the Holy Ghost, in my Bugatti
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in

Lord knows, that boy done been about it
Lord knows, that boy'll catch a body
Phone ringing, gotta be the Mexicans
Phone ringing, gotta be the Mexicans
Being dead broke is the root of all evil
Get money, my nigga, do good with your people
I got the Calico, I got the dynamite
They wanna do it big? Pick a time tonight
Back to these bitches following my timeline
Back to these crackers following my timeline
Got the phone tapped, I think I'm being followed
Touch him with the Holy Ghost, can you hear me Father?

Father, please protect me from brokeness
And bitch ass niggas, bitch ass bitches too (keep 'em away)

They say I'm gettin' money, must be Illuminati
Talking to the Holy Ghost, in my Bugatti
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in
They say I'm gettin' money, must be Illuminati
Talking to the Holy Ghost, in my Ferrari
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in

Work! That's all my niggas workin' with
Work! That's all my niggas lurkin' with
My teacher told me that I was a piece of shit
Seen her the other day, driving a piece of shit
Work! Exactly what I'm screamin' hoe
Certified, 8 digit nigga, triple beamin' hoe
Hah! You talkin' to the Holy Ghost
I'm smokin' 'til I overdose
Uh, when I f*ck she let her pussy soak
Even my lawyer be askin' is it dope
Never break the code, shock me with a million volts
I'm forever dope, touched by the Holy Ghost

You see, they hate what they don't understand
Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do
Let's go

They say I'm gettin' money, must be Illuminati
Talking to the Holy Ghost, in my Bugatti
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in
He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in

Rick Ross, Antoine Kearney