Rick Ross - 9 Piece Lyrics

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9 Piece

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What Are The Lyrics For 9 Piece By Rick Ross?
I'm smoking dope, I'm on my cell phone
I'm selling dope, straight off the iPhone He wanna quote, he talking nine zones He bought four, I front him five more Nine piece, straight eight balls MJG bitch I got eight balls Nine piece, straight eight balls MJG bitch I got eight balls Suave house, still independent Distribution Mexican, he still sending No contract, take my word Send a hundred packs bitch them my birds Shoe box, no shoes in 'em In the two seater, me and two women No Def Jam, went solo Took your custy's prices so low I'm smoking dope, I'm on my cell phone I'm selling dope, straight off the iPhone He wanna quote, he talking nine zones He bought four, I front him five more Nine piece, straight eight balls MJG bitch I got eight balls Nine piece, straight eight balls MJG bitch I got eight balls It's Lil' Tunechi, what up though? I'm talking white girl, Marilyn Monroe And I can get 'em for the sweet 16 Hard dope, call it HD Flat screen F*ck outta here, your shit water whipped You got that tan dope, look like a Florida bitch Automatic leave 'em dead in the living room Get it? Leave 'em dead in the living room F*ck all these niggas and them bitches to kiss my ass I put that pistol to his head and tell the nigga to have a blast F*ck you mean? I'm talking keys like Ray Charles Rack 'em up, pool table full of 8 balls I'm smoking dope, I'm on my cell phone I'm selling dope, straight off the iPhone He wanna quote, he talking nine zones He bought four, I front him five more Nine piece, straight eight balls MJG bitch I got eight balls Nine piece, straight eight balls MJG bitch I got eight balls Soft white, I got that G-mix I'm going Gold, crumbs to the bricks I'm on the road, lets buy some new whips Trick a hundred hoes Spend a few chips (Rozay) Nine piece, straight eight balls Bitch I'm blowin' up like napalm Got your bottom bitch going AWOL Nigga's looking at ya like you fell off No sir, not me I'm double platinum just like my Ferrari Bullet proof, nigga teflon Why you snorting that That shit stepped on I'm smoking dope, I'm on my cell phone I'm selling dope, straight off the iPhone He wanna quote, he talking nine zones He bought four, I front him five more Nine piece, straight eight balls MJG bitch I got eight balls Nine piece, straight eight balls MJG bitch I got eight balls |
Who Wrote 9 Piece By Rick Ross?
William Roberts, Dwayne Carter, Lexus Lewis
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