Artist: Rick Ross f/ Ne-Yo, L.A. Reid Album: God Forgives, I Don't Song: Maybach Music IV Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Intro] {M-M-M-M-Maybach Music} There's no fanatics around here baby No fanatics {J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League} [Rick Ross] Yeah~! Such a breath of fresh air Get a blow job, have a seizure on the Lear Or get a new car, I could lease it for a year Or bring it back tomorrow, that's a lease that disappear Count new money, peelin out a venue New Maybach after it was discontinued Never question mine, my mind is so inventive Quadrupled my net worth and threw in a few incentives Maybach IV, the allure that I adore All money game, we got ones in the floor See me on the wood nigga, pause at the game Two mill' the jewels, no flaws ask them lames Bow to the boss in the presence of a don Started on the corner nigga, didn't have a coin Playin my position for a club that I can join Never in the draft, but that boy know he goin! Throw me a bone, get me a brick That's on the Qu'ran I'ma go and get the chips Go and get a rental, I got a cute bitch She's showin some potential, so we takin trips Nigga assets last while memories fade I'ma, patch that ass, I don't get paid I'm a Mike Tyson type of, typewriter sniper Double M life until a nigga pay the piper Uhh, I love when the beat dip Same way I love to see a ki' flip Go and pay your momma house off Get sucked off, shorty wipe your mouth off I'm alive, you could never write the South off Southpaw, box a nigga off like a outlaw Quick thinker, big better shut your mouth what? Black chips, gold bottles ship it out raw Pullin up slow, look at that boy Young B.I.G., Lil' Kim on tour Lil' Cease with me, all the cheese with me All the G's with me, Maybach Eazy-E [Interlude] The good times don't last long Just rewind the last song We all shared some great times As I read some great rhymes [Ne-Yo] What we does, is what dreams are made of Come and get your love, all of this love [Rick Ross] Five hundred for the car that I got on the strip That's another hundred what I got on my wrist Eight hunred for the jar that I'm 'bout to twist It's a female strand, you know life's a bitch As I get high, move my curtains to the side Age like fine wine, ambitions they never die Niggaz get abused like boys at Penn State Greatest that ever did it, decided my own fate [Ne-Yo] Dreams, everything that we are The life that we're livin, baby it's ours Dreams, money homes and cars Baby that's a given I'm talkin 'bout every fantasy Be good real with me Still don't mean something, ooohhh, oh Baby come with me and live the dream [Outro] {J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League} {M-M-M-M-Maybach Music!} It's a whole 'nother different element right? It's Maybach roman numeral, IV {M-M-M-M-Maybach Music!} You couldn't fathom this, you couldn't imagine this You can't produce this, you won't reproduce this [Ne-Yo] I'll be dreamin of you {*2X*} You'll be makin it come true {Maybach Music} I'll be dreamin of you {Maybach Music} I'll, I'll {Maybach Music} I'll be dreamin of you {*2X*} {Maybach Music} {*2X*} You'll be makin it come true {Maybach Music} I'll be dreamin of you {M-M-M} [L.A. Reid] Yessir This is L.A. Reid {M-M-M-M-Maybach Music} It takes a boss to know a boss It takes greatness to recognize greatness Ricky Ross, the boss, Maybach IV {M-M-M-M-Maybach Music}