Rick Ross - Be Like Me lyrics

[Verse 1: Rick Ross] I just stepped out the car, all they see is the gold All I'm sellin' is dope but they think it's my soul As I step on the corner, they wanna be like me Watch how I move, I got (?) on my feet Shoes on the whip, got the tints on the car Got the .40 on my hip, bad b**h, I'm not a star Chopper in the trunk, I got a chopper in the trunk Chopper in the trunk, I got a chopper in the trunk Once a n***a use it then you know you gotta throw it Snakes in the gra**, motherf**er I'mma mow it Problems, I'ma don Put in all my effort Spend a couple dollars n***a, blocka-blocka-blocka Gunnin' for the throne, yeah boy, you want my crown (?), Pacquiao, you're going down [Bridge: Rick Ross] Wanna see a dead body, see a dead body? Wanna see a dead body, see a dead body? I'll show it to ya n***a, wanna see a dead body? Teflon Don, Bon Jovi, John Gotti [Hook: Rick Ross] Step on the block, they wanna be like me Look at his watch, he wanna be like me Step on the corner, they wanna be like me I fear no man, it's time to move this key I put my eye to the scope, never missin' a shot Shoot for the stars, I'mma rip up your top Step out the car, all they see is the gold All I'm sellin' is dope but they think it's my soul [Verse 2: Gunplay] So who they wanna be like? me, that's right, Gunplay A player that'll take it to the paint without a pump fake Comin' through the janky b**h shootin' me the f** face I ain't sparin' b**hes round this b**h, ain't nothin' safe You know what I'm bout, I'm bout that motherf**in' action Lock a loose pit out the gate, broke the latches Got a $1000 blunt, smoke it til there ain't no ashes Keep choppers in my trunk and Bibles on my dashes Who wanna (?) me? You don't wanna do that homie Cause I got a heater with the motherf**in' cooler on it Leave a n***a icy in the middle of the summer Middle of that dice game, tryna roll his number You talking crazy but me and you know I take it down like I been here before I don't OD like someone tripled the dose Screech on me, loaded clip with some dope [Hook: Rick Ross] Step on the block, they wanna be like me Look at his watch, he wanna be like me Step on the corner, they wanna be like me I fear no man, it's time to move this key I put my eye to the scope, never missin' a shot Shoot for the stars, I'mma rip up your top Step out the car, all they see is the gold All I'm sellin' is dope but they think it's my soul [Verse 3: Gunplay] When I step out the 'Vert b**hes jump out they skirt They know what money look like and what a real n***a worth Gettin' money everyday, not just 15th and the 1st I whip out my dick, hoes quenchin' they thirst I be tourin' with a warrant, spillin' (?) when I pour it Hoes not allowed to speak english in my foreign You don't get your issue when you f**in' with the don Logan and the loaded rifle that I'm holdin' long They don't want this pressure, they don't want this pressure Six pistols sittin' by my brick compressor Dirty as my draws is Knockin' pictures off the walls b**h n***as on that Flocka, shootin' grannies off of rockers Knockin' meat up off of tacos like blocka-blocka-blocka I be whippin' the rock, you be trippin' on thots I jump up out the drop like coke out the pot [Hook: Rick Ross] Step on the block, they wanna be like me Look at his watch, he wanna be like me Step on the corner, they wanna be like me I fear no man, it's time to move this key I put my eye to the scope, never missin' a shot Shoot for the stars, I'mma rip up your top Step out the car, all they see is the gold All I'm sellin' is dope but they think it's my soul [Bridge: Rick Ross] Wanna see a dead body, see a dead body? Wanna see a dead body, see a dead body? I'll show it to ya n***a, wanna see a dead body? Teflon Don, Bon Jovi, John Gotti [Outro: Rick Ross] Step out the car, all they see is the gold All I'm sellin' is dope but they think it's my soul But they think it's my soul But they think it's my soul But they think it's my soul