Rick Ross - B.M.F. ft. Styles P

B.M.F

HOOK:

I think I'm big meech Larry Hoover,
Whipping work, halleluiah,
One nation under god real niggas getting money from the fucking start.
I think I'm big meech Larry Hoover,
Whipping work, hallelujah,
One nation under god real niggas getting money from the fucking start.

VERSE:1
My Rolls Royce triple black
I'm iche hoe,
Balling in the club, bottles like I'm miche hoe
Ros that's my nickname
Cocaine running in my big vain
Self made you just affiliate
I build the ground up, you bought it renovated
Talking plenty capers nothings been authenticated
Funny you claiming the same bitch that I'm penetrating
Hold the bottles up where my comrades
Where the fucking felons, where my dawns at
I got that entrebunker and it's so white III
Jussssst might charge you double.

HOOK:

I think I'm big meech Larry Hoover,
Whipping work, halleluiah,
One nation under god real niggas getting money from the fucking start.
I think I'm big meech Larry Hoover,
Whipping work, hallelujah,
One nation under god real niggas getting money from the fucking start.

VERSE:2
These mother fuckers mad that I'm icey,
Stunt so hard make them come and night me
I think I'm big meech look at my time peace
It anodomere hundred wrecks at least
Look at yourself now look at me
You can't see a nigga I'm what you you use to be
Look at it this way you niggaz side ways
Always getting money my nigaaz time pace
So fuck a nigga I'm self made
You a sucka nigga I'm self paid
This for my broke niggas
This for my rich niggas
Got a hundred on a head of a snitch nigga

HOOK:

I think I'm big meech Larry Hoover,
Whipping work, halleluiah,
One nation under god real niggas getting money from the fucking start.
I think I'm big meech Larry Hoover,
Whipping work, hallelujah,
One nation under god real niggas getting money from the fucking start.

[Styles P rap]

The thirty-six holes leave you bleedin' fam
Word to them 36oz in a kilogram
Blunt tip, orange like Caviar
Wild n'out, fishtailin' Subaru Rally car
Out the passenger, Lettin' the automail off
A egg of that girl I'll knock ya Mommy and ya Daddy off
F-ck around and knock the emblem on the caddy off
Four shooters buggin' out, blickin at ya caddy doors
Did I mention guns from, Red Dead Redemption
Nine mils, fifty clip extensions
Hope it like a mattress in the hood, I'm flippin' on

 HOOK:
I think I'm big meech Larry Hoover,
Getting work, halleluiah,
One nation under god real niggas getting money from the fucking start.
I think I'm big meech Larry Hoover,
Getting work, hallelujah,
One nation under god real niggas getting money from the fucking start.