Amsterdam (Explicit) - Rick Ross

Maybach sh*t

Cameras in the ceiling Céline on my arm

We get Ghosts you already know what it is

Money stuffed in my bag

Maybach sh*t

Bright lights and dark corners it's night embark on us

Refugees running wild Wyclef with a Sig Sauer

Nothing to lose I was starving from the start

Now the same cat drive in Jaguars

Open fire when you see me yell out and make em whisper

The club that I'm a member they'll be gone by November

Keys to the city got killers who slither with me

Lamborghini middle of the ghetto smoke a fat fifty

Billionaire bid wrists on chill

Standing in the field of dreams tryna see a hundred mil

These boys going blind they just happy being free

In a world of so many I just wanted me a key

Sheesh I just wanted me a piece

Slice of cheesecake before my niggas all deceased

These boys snort lines I'm fine just sipping wine

Amsterdam in the air tomorrow on my mind

[Hook]

I'm Barry Gordy to the streets

With a kilo set that boy up in the piece [ ]

I wanna be there when each one of my kids born

Raw blood hundred acres each to live on

Real ni**a to the day that I'm deceased

Even then I pray I'm living through the beats

D**e boy you can tell by my sneaks

Burning Amsterdam green where it falls like a leaf

Born in the bricks with the short end of the stick

Always running late quick to show up with your b**ch

The Hublot's cool but my Terminator's foolish

All stainless steel quick to match it with my tool and

Red carpet event the m*******a be lit

Red or blue do you as long as you're getting rich

Crack game champagne kilos on the stock exchange

Rolls Royce new Ghost that's a ni**a pocket change

These niggas acting like they want a war

When it come to whacking niggas I done won awards

Ni**a you a b**ch where yo Honda Accord

I'm riding in some sh*t only I can afford

Shouldn't claim the hood til you build a report

Amsterdam state of mind: I just gave you a tour

I'm laughing at the people who label me poor

Now I piss on Europeans you'd think it was porn

[Hook]I wanna be there when each one of my kids born Raw blood hundred acres each to live on

Real ni**a to the day that I'm deceased Even then I pray I'm living through the beatsDope boy you can tell by my sneaks

Burning Amsterdam green where it falls like a leaf

I'm speaking on unwritten laws - the code of the streets

I'm not the type of ni**a that you bump into at a 7-11 and just pull your pistol on him

And do what the f**k you want to do

Niggas like me you gotta get permission homie

And that could take a long time

In that time I'ma handle my muthaf**kin' business

Ruugh Ruugh

It's the Red Light district ni**a this Amsterdam

Wherever the f**k I'm at

It's a no go

We green-light you b**ch niggas

Rozay