Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Eminem
I trust that everyone is enjoying the music. As the title of the album suggests. This was meant for your listening pleasure. While you are being done in. Call this evil intent, like.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Drake & Rick Ross & Chrisette Michele
Oh. Let's pull the 2-seater out baby. It's where ever you wanna go! Riding to the music, this is how we do it (all night), all night. Breezing down the freeway just me and my.
Tác giả: Nhac Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Rick Ross & Meek Mill
All I talk about is money. Cause that's all I know. I got a a bad bitch in my Chevy. Selling Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo. I got that Justin Bieber please believe it. A quarter million.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: R. Kelly & Rick Ross
Legendary. Runners. You know me. Trilla. 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.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Akon & Rick Ross
Convict [echo]. Up Front. Yeah.. Convikt Muzik. Ross.. (ohhh). Triple C's. If you ever cross that line. I guarantee ya there'll be nothin to save ya. I got.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: John Legend & Rick Ross
Baby, you a true thoroughbred, a born winner. I expect you to be magnificent. It's the boss. It gets no better than this. Swimmin' in women, champagne sippin'. Gold emblem with,
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Chưa Biết; Bertie Higgins; Jessica Jay; Bertie Higgins; Ennah
I fell in love with you watching Casablanca. Back row of the drive in show in the flickering light. Popcorn and cokes beneath the stars became champagne and caviar. Making love on a long hot summers night. I thought you.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Future
Call it how it is. Hendrix. I promise, I swear, I swear. You heard, spit it, yo. Percocets, molly, Percocets. Percocets, molly, Percocets. Rep the set, gotta rep the set. Chase a check, never chase a.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Rick Ross & Trey Songz & Diddy
Ayo, Bugatti boys (turn em up). You know what it is breathe, bitch, breathe. Breathe, bitch, breathe, go. Hello good morning, tell me what the lick read. My cup full, blowin' on that.