Ross’ Lyrics
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Credit: Instagram @richforever
I’m a photographer’s dream
Countin cream as my chain swing
Mack 11 for the things that the days bring
I’m after cheddar, dirty money, yeah I chase cream
Patent leather like I’m Puffy in my Saleen
I rock jewels like my ni**as in the A-Team
I’m outta space, can’t you seem I am a al-ien?
My wrist A-list, Audemar is ageless
Bezel lit up like a billboard out in Vegas
You can’t be serious baby you know I’m on…
Top 5, but can send you to the Most High
Dope boy and that’s even in the bowtie
Oh boy, cause you know I got them close ties
(All aboard!) The last train to Paris
Wheels look like a Ferris, your jeweler should be embarrassed(hahaha!)
Rick the Ruler my mula produce the carats (whaaaa?)
Let’s bow our heads, I gave you somethin to cherish
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