Artist: Rick Ross f/ T.I. Album: Ashes to Ashes Song: 9 Piece Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com {Maybach Music} [Rick Ross - Intro] UH!...UH!.. As I look around, we the only niggaz with that A1 Perico UH~! [Chorus: Rick Ross] I'm smokin dope, I'm on my cell phone I'm sellin dope, straight off the iPhone He wanna quote, he talkin nine zones He bought fo', I front him five mo' Nine piece, straight eight balls MJG, bitch I got +8-Balls+ Nine piece, straight eight balls MJG, bitch I got +8-Balls+ [Rick Ross] Suave House, still independant Distribution Mexican, he still sendin No contract, take my word send a hundred packs bitch, them my birds (Uhhhhhh!!) Shoe box, no shoes in 'em in the two seater, me and two women (RO-SAY!) No Def Jam, went solo (solo!) Took the custy's prices so low [Chorus] [T.I.] Ay, it's the King Young Gunna, hotter than a suana in the summer, nigga think I'm playin 'round if you wanna Bring the thunder and the lightning like a sightin if you try me on that Warren Buffet shit, that monkey shit behind me (Haaaa~!) You want me, square nigga, you know where to find me Don't call me on my cell, you tryna send a pimp to jail? If you buyin twenty-five ,you can get it for the twelve Uncut, rocked up, got tan, and pale, yeah! Hey, let me send a lil' message to my enemies Ya nigga get to tellin, have 'em buried 'fore they sentence me Come to ATL, hit any trap t-they remember me Billionnaire swag witta dope boy's energy Chea.. [Chorus] [Rick Ross] Soft white, I got that G-mix! I'm goin gold, crumbs to the bricks (Uh!) I'm on the road, let's buy some NEW whips Trick a hundred hoes, spend a few chips (RO-SAY!) Nine piece, straight eight balls.. Bitch I'm blowin up like napalm (Whoo!) Gotcha bottom bitch goin A.W.O.L. Niggaz lookin at cha like you fell off NO SIR -- NOT ME! (NOT ME!) I'm double platinum just like my Ferrari Bullet proof, nigga Teflon Why you snortin that? That shit stepped on [Chorus] [T.I. - Outro] Bow! Bow! You know what it is, nigga! Haa! Bankhead's own, nigga K-I-N-G period, you understand that? P$C, Grand Hustle, homeboy Yea, yea, yea, yea {Maybach Music} Yanahmsayin? We ridin my muh'fuckin Maybach front seat, back seat Nigga, don't matter nigga, knahmsayin Partition or not Yeah, where you think that came from, nigga? HAA!! Yeah, ay nigga try us if you want to HAA!! You can try us if you want to I got that white and you can buy it if you want to YEA...Hey! Ros', what's haapnin' my nigga? Maybach Music, Grand Hustle, homie! C-Roy, cap'n, what it is, nigga? Yea, yea, yea, yea Yea... ay man I got, nigga got them muh'fuckin pounds of kush in that goddamn 65, nigga what's haapnin'? HAAA!! AND 'cause I need the money just 'cause I love to hustle, nigga YEA! YEA! YEA! Err'thang understood don't need to be discussed Nigga, call my muh'fuckin phone with that bullshit if you want to, partna HUH! And like that... Hey bitch, we gone Money to count bitch, we gone Yea...DOPE BOYS NIGGUH~!! {*song fades*}