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Rick Ross - Sixteen (Ft. Andre 3000) Lyrics
When 16 ain't enough..
It's funny niggas, it's been on my mind lately
having a dope beat, dope idea..
16 Bars ain't enough! How the fuck can I squeeze
my whole life into a 16 bar verse? So many
different levels I know y'all gonna feel me on this one..
It's funny how things change, funny how time fly
more than my feet drivin' me, more that I feel fly
more that I make now, the more that the chicks smile
she call me a local nigga, I opened a swiss account
eisenhower status etta james on the dash
john coltrane cruising in the cadillac seville
feel my life on the real we the lost boys so this
is a world premiere rolling like mick jagger, the women
Just getting badder all I see is the money, cream, eric
clapton and all I wanted was 1 16.. Ain't enough
talking that fast money 15 every month
when people live poor, that motivated me more
everything I ever wore was once worn before
roll with the punches like it's box office numbers
dressed like sammy davis steamin' my marijuana
double mmgs, double m keys
we in every hood, nigga: government cheese
yacht to yacht ? Old dirty bastard
floor seat for the heat paper that I'm stackin
better put away a penny for the rainy days
? Like scottie pippen started with a scribble, now I'm
Flowing like a river she say my heart cold I'm naming
my son december whitney died night before the
grammys damn, what a memory trump towers
and I started with a 10 speed growing broke had to
use a nigga's instincts now I get a hundred racks for
the 16 waking up to take you baking you're my thick
queen ? I just watch it on the big screen
3 stacks on the feet and it fits me
16 ain't enough.. You know sometimes you got so
much to say but 16 ain't enough* they only give you
16, heh.. It's like.. You got so much to say
the world has said so much to me, I just wanna give right
Back to her but.. I only get 16 I really can't say what I wanna
say, you know it's just a glimpse just a single glimpse
anyway, this is too much talkin' summer '88, or was it '89
or was it winter-time ah, nevermind I'm in my room,
boomin, drawin ll cool j album covers with crayolas
on construction paper I'm trying to fuck my neighbor
I'm tryna hook my waves up I'm tryna pull my grades up
to get them saddle lace ups before le marc was jacob
before them girls wore makeup before my voice would break up
before we'd tour them shake clubs before my mama wake up
before my palms would cake up before they told me
they love me and we'll never breakup before the time
She makes love to someone that I was my homeboy
my homeboy, my boy bust, I run now I don't budge, don't
want much just a roof and porch and a porsche, and a horse
and unfortunately but of course an assortment of tortures
that scorches the skin when they enter and true ? Too thirsty
at a lousy job, housing god if he let's lucifer let loose on us
that new song that won't loosen up but loose enough to juice
us up make us think we do so much and do it big
like they don't love us man, I can't pretend
but I admit it, it feel good when the hood pseudo-celebrate
hence why every time we dine we eat until our belly aches
then go grab the finest wine and drink it like we know
Which grape and which region it came from
as if we can name em, hint hint, it ain't um welch's
hell just fell three thousand more degrees cooler
ya'll can't measure my worth, but when you try
you'll need a ruler made by all the greek gods
because the odds have always been stacked against me
the backs against the wall
I feel right at home, y'all sitting right at home
all kelly green with envy while I'm jelly beans descending
into the palms of a child, looks up at mama and smiles
like where the hell have you been
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