Rick Ross - Dog Food [Lyrics/Paroles]

Rick Ross - Dog Food

Dog Food Lyrics / Paroles


I stroll up your block, I go where I wanna

I look like a baller, I talk like a owner

Shoot for the stars, shoot up the corner

Black Bel Air bottle, bust 'em like a Corona

Nigga mean with the rock, blow trout in the lot

Heidi Klum and my neighbors, sippin' ciroc with Barack

Blonde bitch is the bomb, she know I'm a threat

A nigga rich as Saddam, just build a house in Tebet

It's that dog food nigga, know I'm killin' the bitch

It's that Alpo talk, you getting kibble and bits

They talkin' fed time now, they send us in quick

You in your bed tied down, you on some menacing shit

Timberland boots, black trench coat

Kept on all of my chains, cuz this game cutthroat

Niggas wanna be weasels, till they put in the yoke

Snatch you like Joey [?], walk through the city of dough

Got a few watches, got some shit up my sleeve

Got you bitch in the Lamborghini, she barley can breathe

I don't know her name, I call her passenger seat

All I want is her brain, so fuck her master degree

I ball like I'm Maly, ball like I'm Wade

Ball like I'm 'Bron, I like the lobster filet

My obsession is hoes, stone crabs outta Joes

I can make one wish, murder all of my foes

Shades cost 10, my car: half a mil

They say I'm the man, shawty low know it real

We keep the cash in the back, keep them guns in the front

You know just where we at, so you can come when you want

I fill my cut to the top, whether purple or not

My bitch look like Toni Braxton, from you makin' me hot

Throw the white in the pot, my future look bright

Did my wrongs in the dark, long as that paper look right

It's that dog food nigga, it's that Al Poe top

I can jump off a jet, and go jump straight in the water

If there's beef then there's beef, they can't sleep on me

My dogs dressed like ninjas, [?] the rice on me

Life is a gamble, I'm so mean with the dice

Head crack with the left, I'm hitting trips with right

I'm in that bitch, bitch I'm on fire

I'm in that bitch, I'm on fire, bitch I'm on fire

It's the dog food, let my dogs eat

No, she a dog, bitch, I let my dog beat

I'm in my dogs Bens, and had it all week

I'm sippin' Bel AIr, I'm tryna drown me

So fuck the rap game, they tried to down me

I'm still strapped mayne, it's dade county

If you a fuck boy, stay the fuck from 'round me

If you a fuck boy, stay the fuck from 'round me

Stones in my pocket, stone washed jeans

Label the Mastermind my, elaborate schemes

They say I'm a eclectic, because I gotta prefect it

Take 200 racks just the "huh" on your racket

It's the dog food let my dogs eat

I got 50Ms, I'm talkin' straight cheese

50Ms, I'm talkin' straight cheese

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