The Hit Factory Criteria, Miami, FL - Speedin' lyrics

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The Hit Factory Criteria, Miami, FL - Speedin' lyrics

[Intro: Rick Ross] Legendary Runners You know me Trilla [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Every dollar that I count can't grow in my account My account can't count up all my money in an hour Cause it's comin' too fast and I'm scared it won't last Look that white girl in her face, told her this was her last dance God damn, speed got my heart racin' See I don't have the nominations you can blame it on my occupation Ceasar salad, Caesar's Palace You not a boss little n***a cause your cheese is average In the Benz, AK ridin' shotgun It's a Benz cause you're broke 'til you got one It ain't nothin' do 100 in the Maybach Throwin' money out the roof motherf**in' brake pads [Hook: R. Kelly] Fast life, I live Big cars, big cribs Speedin' I'm speedin' I can't stop it's all I know From a young'n I was taught get dough I'm speedin' (speedin') I'm speedin' [Verse 2: Rick Ross] See people came lookin' for me, I got ghosts see the west coast Close and up in the Le Montrose Big money boss major American Idol, I got fans like Fantasia Read between the lines or yo a** like fantasia Get hit between the eyes, he died, they can't save him In the Porsche, I'm weavin', no coke, no coke but I'm speedin' Starin' at the skyline, I got a million on my mind, I'm the best And these p**y n***as runnin' out of time, Ricky Ross I'm the chill, quarter mill for the time piece Yeah, I a bought a wheels like deals for the dime piece [Hook: R. Kelly] Fast life, I live Big cars, big cribs Speedin' I'm speedin' I can't stop it's all I know From a young'n I was taught get dough I'm speedin' (speedin') I'm speedin' [Verse 3: R. Kelly] Sittin' in the living room watching the Grammys Wishin' that was me that was on the Grammys All I needed was someone to get behind me, money rain on me I was a determined lil n***a, dirty shoes and Hilfiger Homie help me out cause this boy is a drug dealer Now I'm flyin' high cause my gift grew wings And now I'm flyin' down like the cool crew winds Kells and Ross on the Hollywood scene Red carpet and it's smellin' like green Now foss cause I got paid off Collabo was the hit hip-hop and R&B boss [Hook: R. Kelly] Fast life, I live Big cars, big cribs Speedin' I'm speedin' I can't stop it's all I know From a young'n I was taught get dough I'm speedin' (speedin') I'm speedin' [Outro: Rick Ross] We fly I think somebody followin' We hear the helipad with ya b**h You worth fifteen million baby Don't try to blow it all in one week Overseas boss (I'm speedin' I'm speedin') I'm a fly away on you haters And I came up so fast, movies, endorsements, films We own things, boss

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