Letra de Minks In Miami - Rick Ross

(Feat. French Montana, Max B)

Maybach Music

Damn James

It's one of those moments, let's go (Montana, Boss Don), huh

Uh, minks in Miami, shawty know that I'ma winner

Killed my little mans so you know I gotta get him (Haan)

Losing all my homies got me living with regrets

Blood, sweat, and tears help me get up outta ghet (Bow-bow-bow)

Look into the eyes of a motherfuckin' boss

Struggle growing up, I refuse to take a loss

Getting to the money and I hope it lasts forever

Lonely at the top but life couldn't be better

Jet to New Orleans, mansion in the French Quarter

All my jewels on me like the legend, Rich Porter

Pretty boy swag with a Rick Ross aura

Had to call her back 'cause she squirt that water

Yeah, all my niggas is rich from hard work

Made it out the gutter from hard work

Million in jewelry, my nigga, my charms burst

Bomb work, you lost to the don first

I just wanna elevate (Just wanna elevate, baby)

Pop bottles of Bel aire and let's go celebrate (Uh), yeah

God is the greatest, baby, all praise due

On a sunny day I'm in a dark gray coupe

Gambles paid off, I just wanna roll dice

Snowing that white, we was up four nights

Still a dope boy till the wheels fall off

Check a bad bitch then I fuck her raw dog

Change y'all fits three times everyday

DoorDash food, new pussy on the way

Bankroll fat, best seats at the game

Get ya face cut when you speak a nigga name

City all mine, big props to the game

Money on time, made him count it 'fore I came

Yeah, all my niggas is rich from hard work (Haan)

Made it out the gutter from hard work (Haan)

Million in jewelry, my nigga, my charms burst (Haan)

Bomb work, you lost to the don first (Woo)

I just wanna elevate (Just wanna elevate, baby)

Pop bottles of Bel aire and let's go celebrate

Aye, coke wave got New York City back breathing

Go tell my sons I'ma claim 'em, it's tax season (Woo)

We did a lot wrong things for the right reasons

Shawty took her clothes off before I put the house keys in

Hating from the start? I ain't forget about that

It's lonely at the top but that's where the penthouse at (Ahh)

I might just hit Dubai and forget about rap

But my boys out the box, time to take the town back

Plus the mansion on the beach about 30 mill (Haan)

When it comes to the culture we the holy grail (Haan)

Don 'Tega cop a brick before he cop a rollie (Haan)

From Morocco to the Bronx, bitch, one and only (Haan)

Yeah, all my niggas is rich from hard work

Made it out the gutter from hard work (Hard work)

Million in jewelry, my nigga, my charms burst

Bomb work, you lost to the don first (Yeah)

I just wanna elevate (Just wanna elevate, baby)

Pop bottles of Bel aire and let's go celebrate

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