"4 U" lyrics - RICK ROSS
Two bands for the red bottoms
Go where rollie live they get that good good got em, yeah
Ain't no comparison
Ricky air is in the condo in the mandarin
First, know I'm putting in the work
Then I lay back 'cause I wanna see
That's when I holla church
Black bottle boss, tell her put it in reverse
Baby (wassup?)
Standing over there
Resting your high heels
If gorgeousness was money
Your face would be on that bill
Call me dumb or cray
Long as you call me out someday
You got me thinking like you're thinking make me lose my cool
No, I don't care then
To I don't care who
But you gon make me do what I usually don't do
Make me pump my breaks
And do whatever it takes
Make you my main, that's every day
Girl you poppin' I won't stop for you
I don't even say this often
But fuck it I'll leave all my girls just for you
Cupid got me, shot me
Your booty got me only order for you
I don't even say this often
But fuck it I'll leave all my girls just for you
I put that on my mother
I wanna love you, I'll leave all them for you
Baby when you get dressed
I can see your L.A. Business
While we in Miami, I beat it so good
Want your body to win a Grammy girl
But the girls can't do what you do
From the time?
You got me thinking like I'm thinking, make me lose my cool
No, I don't care then
To I don't care who
But you gon' make me do what I usually don't do
Make me pump my breaks
And do whatever it takes
You my main, that's every day
Girl you poppin' I won't stop for you
I don't even say this often
But fuck it I'll leave all my girls just for you
Cupid got me, shot me
Your booty got me only order for you
I don't even say this often
But fuck it I'll leave all my girls just for you
I put that on my mother
I wanna love you, I'll leave all them for you
The boss is back
Make you a rich girl
Wanna hold on to me just to ride, girl
Big cars, drug money and cigars
My whole way was all just a montage
Can I paint a picture?
Do that, do that really miss ya
I wanna make this official
Make love till you cry oh my here's a tissue
Now ride with a thug, pistol on tuck
Ridin' in the Wraith, LV on the rug
Carol City G, well-known overseas
Tell me what you wanna see and I could sit it on the seat
Spend it on a car, now I spend it on your feet
Ear master? Bumpin all in my Jeep
Ugh, you can hear it in the Jeans
And you can see it in my eyes, it's a hundred million street
I'm the boss
I don't even say this often
But fuck it I'll leave all my girls just for you
Cupid got me, shot me
Your booty got me only order for you
I don't even say this often
But fuck it I'll leave all my girls just for you
I put that on my mother
I wanna love you, I'll leave all them for you
I don't even say this often
But fuck it I'll leave all my girls just for you
Cupid got me, shot me
Your booty got me only order for you
I don't even say this often
But fuck it I'll leave all my girls just for you
I put that on my mother
I wanna love you, I'll leave all them for you
(I love you baby)
(For you)
(For you)
(For you)