Rick Ross - Gold Wrappers lyrics

[Intro: B. Smyth] Ohhhhh, yeah, ohhhh Diamond in the back, sun roof top Diggin the scene with a gangsta lean [Verse 1: B. Smyth] Yeah rooftop, seen a couple friends at the bar baby Oh, and on my mind all I'm thinking 'bout is who I'm taking home with me Oh, shoulder rubs, I'm going through the motions And I guess we can call it the pregame, oh [Pre-Chorus: B. Smyth] But now we on the clouds, got you gripping on my jock Jack on the rocks, and we ain't even get back to the car [Chorus: B. Smyth] Oh, well she just wanna show love, give a f** 'bout the finer things Oh yeah, she just wanna do d**, roll something and get high with me Oh, she just wanna show love, she can't wait for us to leave the scene I'm leaving gold wrappers on the nightstand, she my one night fan I'm leaving gold wrappers on the nightstand, oh [Verse 2: Rick Ross] You get the foreign cars and the foreign bags She avoid the Black Fridays and all the sale tags Say she found that out, funny through my snaps Realise I was a hustler, now she love my raps The filly only focused for the time being Mansions and motels and cities I'm dying to see Saw your best friend, she offered me her phone number Iced out, gave her a** the cold shoulder I represent you cause you represent me It all come to light how we move in the streets Rubbing on your neck and kissing on your knees Gold wrappers, we rolling up, we twisting trees [Pre-Chorus: B. Smyth] But now we on the clouds, got you gripping on my jock Jack on the rocks, and we ain't even get back to the car [Chorus: B. Smyth] Oh, well she just wanna show love, give a f** 'bout the finer things Oh yeah, she just wanna do d**, roll something and get high with me Oh, she just wanna show love, she can't wait for us to leave the scene I'm leaving gold wrappers on the nightstand, she my one night fan, ohhhhhhhh, ohhhhh I'm leaving gold wrappers on the nightstand, ohhhh [Bridge: B. Smyth] Body to body, the mind is numb Round after round, I need more than one Promise no illusions no fantasies Panties fall down, like some autumn leaves Body to body, the time has come Going all night until the morning sun Ruby Rue red lipstick on me Call up the Uber cause it's time to leave [Chorus: B. Smyth] Oh, she just wanna show love, give a f** 'bout the finer things Oh yeah, she just wanna do d**, roll something and get high with me Ohhhh, she just wanna show love, she can't wait for us to leave the scene I'm leaving gold wrappers on the nightstand, she my one night fan, ohhhhhh, ohhhhhh I'm leaving gold wrappers on the nightstand, ohhhhh