Rick Ross - 9 Piece (Remix) lyrics

[Intro] Huh YMCMB Huh As I look around, we the only n***as with that A1 Perico Huh [Hook] I'm smoking dope, I'm on my cell phone I'm selling dope, straight off the iPhone He wanna quote, he talking 9 zones He bought four, I front him 5 more 9 piece, straight 8 balls MJG b**h I got 8 balls 9 piece, straight 8 balls MJG b**h I got 8 balls [Verse 1] Suave House, still independent Distribution Mexican, he still sending No contract, take my word Send a hundred packs, b**h, them my birds Shoe box, no shoes in 'em In the 2-seater, me and 2 women No Def Jam, went solo Took the custy's price so low [Hook] [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] It's Lil Tunechi, what up doe? I'm talking white girl; Marilyn Monroe And I can get 'em for the sweet 16 Hard dope, call it HD Flat screen f** outta here, your sh** water whipped You got that tan dope, look like a Florida b**h Automatic leave 'em dead in the living room Get it? Leave 'em dead in the living room f** all these n***as and tell them b**hes to kiss my a** I put that pistol to his head and tell the n***a to have a blast f** you mean I'm talking keys like Ray Charles Rack 'em up, pool table full of 8 balls [Hook] [Verse 3] Soft white, I got that G-mix I'm going gold, crumbs to the bricks I'm on the road, lets buy some new whips Trick a hundred hoes, spend a few chips 9 piece, straight 8 balls b**h I'm blowing up like napalm Got your bottom b**h going AWOL n***a's looking at ya like you fell off No sir, not me I'm double platinum just like my Ferrari Bullet proof n***a Teflon Why you snorting that, that sh** stepped on [Hook]