Bugatti (feat. Future & Rick Ross) - Ace Hood

The biggest Bryson Your future so bright The flyest shit It's time to take 'em down baby Maybach Music Yo (Big billionnaire) Still got the yayo flyin' in from all the West Coast Fleet of cars, all red like this was Death Row Keep it gangsta never singin' like it's Danny boy All she seen was Givenchy soon as I ran up on her Begin at what you eat I'ma change your lifestyle (Boss) Lamborghinis at Checkers, a nigga iced out (Woo) From the back I fuck her long term (Uh) No trippin', trust me shawty this won't hurt New G Wagon that's just to go get your nails did Big fishin' I'ma get you niggas at LIV I got the plug and it's comin' out of Panama I got the plug and it's comin' out of Panama A petty problem have your ass doin' thirty years Boy, the future bright, it's time to touch these thirty M's Cocaine and Maybachs throughout the catalogue Expensive wheels for pretty bitches, I had 'em all (Boss) Shawty said she wanna floss like me (Like me) Never trip about the cost like me (Like me) Live lavish and calls the shot like me (Me) Then fuck with a young boss like me You got a man but he not like me (No), like me, no Pull out the stops like me, like me Oh, you say you need a boss like me Baby fuck with a-, fuck, fuck, fuck with a- Fuck with a- Rollin' deep, show and tell by the gang unit All the gangstas show me love and they bang to it (Uh) Our future bright I wanna handle your retirement Life insurance policy with the Pyrex (Uh) Kingpin so it's smoother than a one-two Got you the same whip I got your mom too (Huh) Do it big and shit I'm talkin' aunt too Junior Mafia niggas'll let the guns loose (Bang) Bad bitch better show me what that tongue do (Huh) Dapper Dan, Gucci suits that I can run through (Huh) My niggas comin' up like it was coke prices (Huh) How can you be trippin' nigga with no snipers? (Huh) Step-steppin' off the jets, still in the hair-rollers She rock with dopeboys all shareholders 20 stacks blow it all in Fashion Nova What I'm smokin' you can smell from California (Boss) Shawty said she wanna floss like me (Floss like me) Never trip about the cost like me (Cost like me) Live lavish and calls the shot like me (Call the shots) Then fuck with a young boss like me You got a man but he not like me (No), like me, no Pull out the stops like me, like me Oh, you say you need a boss like me Baby fuck with a-, fuck, fuck, fuck with a- Fuck with a- Maybach Music

Can't play no games with these niggas Can't play no games with these niggas, they're so fake and they phony Can't play no games with these bitches, they treat me like I'm Tony Can't play no games with these niggas Can't play no games with these niggas Can't play no games with these niggas Can't play no games with these bitches Can't play no games with these bitches Can't play no games with these niggas, they're so fake and they phony Can't play no games with these bitches, they treat me like I'm Tony Can't play no games with these niggas Can't play no games with these bitches Kilo in the kitchen, pussy niggas Merry Christmas Bitches taking pictures cause we keep on getting richer Say a nigga name you know you fucking with them killers Walking through the club only salute the real niggas Ain't no bottles on your table, pussy boy go get your gwolla Hoes don't credit pussy so you can't pay her tomorrow Bitch just bought a house she can't afford to run her mouth I run all these fields, I run the game, not just the South Bow down to the biggest, Belaire I be spilling Counting all this paper, no games with these pussy niggas Double M, we poppin', shoppin' buying new clothes Heard your shit keep flopping and your crib got foreclosed Can't play no games with these niggas Can't play no games with these niggas Can't play no games with these bitches Can't play no games with these bitches Can't play no games with these niggas, they're so fake and they phony Can't play no games with these bitches, they treat me like I'm Tony Can't play no games with these niggas Can't play no games with these bitches Can't play no games with these lames, I'm getting money like Tony Three chains on my neck these bitches brushin' up on it Hundred grand on my watch, you don't feel me then fuck 'em If you playin' with work, we either feed 'em or touch 'em I play no games with these hoes, get a ticket a show Fed follow a nigga like it's a brick at a show VIP choppa, Rollie be matchin' Ho know we fuckin', so don't even ask em I play no games at the bar, all I see is Ciroc Three bottles for Diddy, three hoes in the car No love for these skeezers, we party and fuck 'em Every day is a party so every day we like fuck 'em Can't play no games with these niggas Can't play no games with these niggas Can't play no games with these bitches Can't play no games with these bitches Can't play no games with these niggas, they're so fake and they phony Can't play no games with these bitches, they treat me like I'm Tony Can't play no games with these niggas Can't play no games with these bitches Niggas sellin' dope just tryin' to come up in the game Say it's for the fam but spendin' a hundred on the chain Niggas go for self when they caught up in the fame Run back to a nigga when them shots get to sprayin' BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG! Now we holdin' hands Success another gamble, bitch I took a chance Jumped straight off the porch, jumped right in the kitchen Then I got a Porsche, my bitch wanted a Bentley Can't play no games with these niggas, they're so fake and they phony Can't play no games with these bitches, they treat me like I'm Tony Can't play no games with these niggas Can't play no games with these bitches

I make you feel better than you ever been I guarantee that you gon' tell the other man he need to get lost And girl you know you dealing with a veteran, I'll beat that down Have you ever been broke off? You ain't gotta pack your bags Tell your boss you gon' miss work Whatever you want, just ask Baby, this what you deserve, yeah I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, better, better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, living better now Living, living better now, living better now (I know you deserve it) I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, living better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, better now Drop top Benz I'm the man, girlfriend Yo, I'm the man Yo, I'm the man You rollin' with the man Turn the lights out You ain't gotta trip about no money 'Cause whatever you want, I'ma get it, I ain't worry about the cost I ain't fucking, I ain't phony, I ain't frontin', I ain't stuntin' Everything I say is real, you dealin' with the boss, yeah You ain't gotta pack your bags Tell your boss you gon' miss work Whatever you want, just ask Baby, this what you deserve, yeah I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, better, better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, living better now Living, living better now, living better now (I know you deserve it) I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, living better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, better now Drop top Benz I'm the man, girlfriend Yo, I'm the man Yo, I'm the man You rollin' with the man Turn the lights out Look in my pocket, I see a lot of dead people Wrist game mean, mother pearl so evil Christian Louboutin, sucker for a sneaker Pull up in Pakistan like I'm Evel Knievel Air raid Jackson, I stay spaced out Never lay my Jesus piece face down It's not a Rollie, I'm sorry this fucker run She not a singer, but dammit I made her hum Name Ricky, but really I've been a Willy See you looking at it but this watch a quarter milli' I got houses, hobbies, homes in Abu Dhabi Never go wrong GPS, my Ferrari You ain't gotta pack your bags Tell your boss you gon' miss work Whatever you want, just ask Baby, this what you deserve, yeah I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, better, better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, living better now Living, living better now, living better now (I know you deserve it) I'm living better now, living better now I'm living better now, living better now (Because girl you're worth it) I'm living better now, better now Drop top Benz I'm the man, girlfriend Yo, I'm the man Yo, I'm the man (Because girl you're worth it) You rollin' with the man Turn the lights off

Future let's get right to it I don't play about my pape (DJ Khaled!) Sippin' my cup this muddy, muddy When I fuck on these bitches no lovey-dovey * Got a flood on my wrist, it was mellow yellow Had a flood on my wrist, it was yellow, mellow Check on that chick out the melo * I got that white on that white on the Panamera* Lil momma walkin' like Cinderella * See the fire on the pipes when I hit the pedal* I put the racks and the goons on 'em I got a MAC with a drum on 'em Soon as the dry hit we laid on 'em * Two cups of the muddy, I swerve on 'em Actavis, Actavis wait on it Actavis, Actavis wait on it Percocet roxies and we stay on 'em Percocet roxies we stay on 'em Soon as I turn out the Ghost they was mad at me I can see jealousy written on they face when they looked at me They know I don't play about that paper They know I don't play about that paper They know I don't play about that paper They know I don't play about that paper They know I don't Rich nigga rituals, Royce Royces and residuals Residue in my residence, Revinue was so plentiful Rumors Rozay still be runnin' with all you criminals Ransom notes and repercussions follow my ridicule Private charters to Bahamas as I send them through Two new bitches up in Memphis that's just for summer school A nigga networth at an all-time high I play for keeps, you just ran cross my mind I own all the things that these niggas plot for Know they hatin', still resistin', go and cop more She takin' off her clothes, know that's for a hot boy Pistols in the lobby, honey on the top floor Soon as I turn out the Ghost they was mad at me I can see jealousy written on they face when they looked at me They know I don't play about that paper They know I don't play about that paper They know I don't play about that paper They know I don't play about that paper They know I don't play about that paper They know I don't play about that paper They know I don't play about that paper They know I don't play about that paper Sippin' my cup this muddy, muddy When I fuck on these bitches no lovey-dovey * Got a flood on my wrist, mellow yellow Had a flood on my wrist, it was was yellow, mellow Check on that chick out the melo * I got that white on that white on the Panamera* Lil momma walkin' like Cinderella * See the fire on the pipes when I hit the pedal* I put the racks and the goons on 'em I got a Mac with a drum on 'em Soon as the dry hit we laid on 'em * Two cups of the muddy, I swerve on 'em Actavis, Actavis wait on it Actavis, Actavis wait on it Percocet roxies and we stay on 'em Percocet roxies we stay on 'em Soon as I turn out the Ghost they was mad at me I can see jealousy written on they face when they looked at me They know I don't play about that paper They know I don't play about that paper They know I don't play about that paper They know I don't play about that paper They know I don't play about that paper They know I don't play about that paper They know I don't play about that paper They know I don't play about that paper All of these diamonds I copped All of these watches I copped All of these Bentleys we coppin' All of these Ghosts and I copped it All of the Phantoms I copped it All of the cribs we're coppin' All of the bitches we copped it All of these bitches we coppin' They know I don't play about that paper I can see jealousy written on they face when they looked at me They know I don't play about that paper They know I don't play about that paper They know I don't play about that paper They know I don't play about that paper, yeah

It ain't nothin' for me to ball on you (hustlers) It ain't nothin' for me to spoil you (another one) If I adore you (We The Best Music) I'ma give you that theory DJ Khaled (yeah, yeah, yeah) I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you I wanna be where the commas will be But I need a hood nigga with the llama degree Get the limited edition, Audemars, it could be In a pivotal position, gotta pardon the fee "Cause he bought a couple bags, and he sent a couple whips And he took a couple trips, then it's dinner and a Myx And he's never with no other chick, fronting like he's slick 'Cause it's levels to this shit, and she could never be Nic Niggas be fallin' in love with this pussy Mean stew chicken, and bake him a couple of cookies Dick on veteran, ain't fucking with rookies Saw the high school video, now he wanna play hookie Baddest bitch, I'm the catalyst Ain't never been done, bitch I added this Nah, I ain't gotta shoot, I got mad assists 'Bout to put a couple pieces on the mannequin Got a big billboard out in Madison At the Trump, and you bitches at the Radisson Got the .22 on me, and it's thin Shoot movies, Jennifer Aniston You decide you'll be mine you can come inside You the type that can make me prioritize Hittin' my phone, it's alright Hittin' my phone, it's alright You reply, what's your sign? You're a Gemini You deny that you're shy, maybe we should slide? I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, baby (yeah, yeah) Ballin' on you too easy, splurgin' on you too easy Buyin' purses too easy, payin' bills too easy I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you Ballin' on you too easy, splurgin' on you too easy Buyin' cars too easy, poppin' bottles too easy I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you Everythin' you do is brand new Make that bad bitch my shawty, hit the club, throw forty My hat bent like uh!, my chain drip like water Car paint like tar, I'ma sex her harder Bitch let go of my hand, gave you the keys as soon as I bought it Vroom, vroom, oh yeah, big bank, I'm too real My money right in them boys you with be dead broke, two years Checked it, look here, you ain't even know? Big deal On site, act right, I shop hard, pack light That ho chick gets you no play, all I talk is cocaine White tee and these rope chains, blow the roof back, Kurt Cobain Phantom cost like four dollar, flo' seats, hoes holla Underground with this pimp shit, so smoke one for Port Arthur Ballin' on you too easy, splurgin' on you too easy Buyin' purses too easy, payin' bills too easy I wanna be with you (let's ride), I wanna be with you (let's ride) I wanna be with you (let's ride), I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you Ballin' on you too easy, splurgin' on you too easy Buyin' cars too easy, poppin' bottles too easy I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you Everythin' you do is brand new Suffering From success You witnessing greatness I'm the best that ever did it I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you

Rather you than me If you've been fucking with me since Port of Miami It's been hell of a fucking journey M-m-maybach Music Ain't nun' changed nigga Lil' stronger, lil' wiser, maybe a lil' more violent Blame it on America Fuck it Beat Billionaire I'm pulling off the lot, I bought the cash Her future bright, don't give a fuck about her past Her ass be looking good inside the leggings But I know that she's missing all the edges I run the game just by running with the felons Pour out the Judy, got rich nigga calisthenics Walking in the court room, sipping on the beverage I know the judge so I got a lot of leverage Pissing on these bitches is a fetish (R. Kelly) Fully loaded .60s smoking on a seven (all ready) Your dawg get a dime, you never wrote a letter Still in a box, got her rapping acapella Can't trust no people fucking with the presser I got a chopper, but don't make me be the devil He knocking on the door and all the Baswares Gave me addresses where I'm hiding in the last verse Dead presidents, dead them dead presidents Dead presidents, dead them dead presidents They go to war, yeah, all my lil' niggas militant Let's go to trial, we guilty till proven innocent Dead presidents, dead them dead presidents Dead presidents, dead them dead presidents Fair sentences, fair, fair sentences Let's go to trial, we guilty till proven innocent I got thirty white bitches like Tommy Lee I make drug money, nigga, I make blood money On my third passport, and I'm geechie as fuck I got wet stripper pussy at the airport I got molly green dollars on my transport Bussing down a hundred bales in the bath tub Fuck this Philippine pussy in some house shoes I got dope money, nigga, I got war wounds This the culture on the hammer, ain't no dance moves I was posted on the [??] stupid, hanging with my Haitians Murder's on the news, all front pages Gunning and catching bodies, ain't no relations I was stacking Ben Franklins posted in Fiji They rocking two times in a row, that's a repeat And I'm fucking niggas hoes cus they easy I'm in here fucking niggas wives, balls breezy She gotta fuck like she love like she need me I got my Maybach flooded all with extra TVs I make a movie every single fucking day I John Travolta when I flood that Patek face Dead presidents, dead them dead presidents Dead presidents, dead them dead presidents They go to war, yeah, all my lil' niggas militant Let's go to trial, we guilty till proven innocent Dead presidents, dead them dead presidents Dead presidents, dead them dead presidents Fair sentences, fair, fair sentences Let's go to trial, we guilty till proven innocent Let's go! Hands on these niggas, got the yellow bracelet Check off in my pocket like the yellow pages Fuck you niggas woes, when I was ashing nigga Loafers in the chop, I keep it classy nigga Build a empire, yeah that's whats my state of mind Motherfuck 'em all, yeah that's whats my state of mind Keep the block sober there, we call it Lego land Meanwhile the kids smoking like its Amsterdam Dope boy prez, you know who got the truths Sixteen when I bought my first rollie Legend in my hood just like I'm Escobar Never riding dirty in the extra car Dead presidents, dead them dead presidents Dead presidents, dead them dead presidents They go to war, yeah, all my lil' niggas militant Let's go to trial, we guilty till proven innocent Dead presidents, dead them dead presidents Dead presidents, dead them dead presidents Fair sentences, fair, fair sentences Let's go to trial, we guilty till proven innocent