Speedin' (Album Version|Edited) - Rick Ross/R. Kelly

Lyrics by：William Roberts/Andrew Harr/Jermaine Jackson/Kevin Cossom/Robert Kelly

Composed by：William Roberts/Andrew Harr/Jermaine Jackson/Kevin Cossom/Robert Kelly

Produced by：The Runners/R. Kelly

Legendary

Runners

You know me

O ooooh o ooooh

Trilla

O ooooh o ooooh

Every dollar that

I count can't grow in my account

My account can't count up all my money in an hour

Cause it's comin too fast and i'm scared it won't last

Look that white girl in her face told her this was her last dance

God damn

Speed got my heart racin

See i don't have the nominations you can blame it on my occupation ceasar salad

You not a boss little nigga cause your cheese is average

Ceasars palace

In the benz ak ridin shotgun

It's a benz cause your broke til you got one

It ain't nothing do 100 in the maybach

Throwin money out the roof ****** **** brake pads

Fast life i live big cars big cribs speedin

I'm speedin i can't stop it's all i know

From a youngin i was taught get doe

I'm speedin speedin i'm speedin

See people came lookin for me

**** i got ghosts see the west coast close and up in the montrose

Big money boss major

American idol i got fans like fantasia

Read between the lines or yo a** like fantasia

Get hit between the eyes he died they can't save him

I'm a mosh i'm weavin no no but i'm speedin

Staring at the skyline i got a million on my mind i'm the best

And these p**sy niggas running out of time ricky ross

I'm the chill quarter mill for the time piece ya i a bought a wheels like deals for the dime beats

Fast life i live big cars big cribs speedin

I'm speedin i can't stop it's all i know

From a youngin i was taught get doe

I'm speedin speedin i'm speedin

Sittin in the living room watching the grammys wishing that was me that was on the grammys

All i needed was someone to get behind me money rain on me

I was a d turmin i'll thirty shoe's of hillfiger

Homey help me out cause this boy was a **** dealer

Now i'm flyin high cause my gift grew wings and now i'm flying down like the coup crew wings

Kells and ross on the hollywood scene red carpet and it's smellin like green

Now foss cause i got paid off collabo was to hip hop and r b boss

Fast life i live big cars big cribs speedin

I'm speedin i can't stop it's all i know from a youngin i was taught get doe

I'm speedin speedin i'm speedin

*e-class* i think somebody followin me meat me at the helipad *mickey beach*

You worth fifteen million baby don't try to blow it all in one week

***** wit me*

Triple c's *it's the* boss （i'm speedin i'm speedin）

I'm a fly away on you haters

I came up so fast movies endorsements films we own things boss