The Pulitzer
[00:00.20]Rick Ross - The Pulitzer
[00:03.01]Lyrics by：William Leonard Roberts II、Timothy Mosley
[00:03.28]Composed by：William Leonard Roberts II、Timothy Mosley
[00:08.85]Uh uh
[00:14.94]Huh
[00:17.82]Check
[00:19.23]They can't believe that them n***as returned
[00:22.35]We the one that the b***hes prefer
[00:24.93]In the club we party until we get sweaty
[00:27.69]In her eyes I can see that lil' mama been ready
[00:30.48]Hold my d**k doin' biz with Liz Claiborne
[00:33.48]Politics I been rich so I can pay for it
[00:36.48]Doctor J in the bank scorin' title in the paint
[00:39.54]Ray Kroc on my block double cup my purple drank
[00:42.66]They watchin' me close even readin' my lips
[00:45.48]Bussin' the 45 then I'm pleadin' the fifth
[00:48.42]And I'm leavin' as if that's a meeting I missed
[00:51.45]Such a wonderful time even blew 'em a kiss
[00:54.75]Timbaland rich two fifty a beat
[00:57.51]You should see his new crib even came with a street
[01:00.36]Still be touchin' the white talkin' that Bubba Sparxxx
[01:03.54]It got a double R on it if it's one of ours
[01:07.08]Run along boy if you don't want a war
[01:09.45]I got a prize motherf**ker it's the Pulitzer
[01:12.63]Woop woop
[01:20.43]It's pharaoh dinero
[01:25.65]They say that the floor is facetious
[01:28.44]Fat boy just keep fillin' the bleachers
[01:30.93]Went from sellin' yayo with the nosebleeds
[01:33.90]Young n***as only got rich with the wrong things
[01:36.90]I'm thankful for melodies that the song bring
[01:39.48]Rhymin' longer than prison sentences in New Orleans
[01:42.75]My n***a did a dub now he at the fed
[01:45.75]S**t it's hard to feel the love when you takin' meds
[01:49.14]Them Percocets they heavy on the ledge
[01:52.02]Twenty million cash yes that's called success
[01:55.11]Thousand acres my own metropolis
[01:58.17]And he still hustle with dominance
[02:01.20]N***as fake and I can tell by the pics
[02:03.45]Instagram should take down your page for all those counterfeits
[02:07.20]Gettin' money it's still Boobie gang
[02:09.41]No colors no flags just let the toolie bang
[00:03.01]Lyrics by：William Leonard Roberts II、Timothy Mosley
[00:03.28]Composed by：William Leonard Roberts II、Timothy Mosley
[00:08.85]Uh uh
[00:14.94]Huh
[00:17.82]Check
[00:19.23]They can't believe that them n***as returned
[00:22.35]We the one that the b***hes prefer
[00:24.93]In the club we party until we get sweaty
[00:27.69]In her eyes I can see that lil' mama been ready
[00:30.48]Hold my d**k doin' biz with Liz Claiborne
[00:33.48]Politics I been rich so I can pay for it
[00:36.48]Doctor J in the bank scorin' title in the paint
[00:39.54]Ray Kroc on my block double cup my purple drank
[00:42.66]They watchin' me close even readin' my lips
[00:45.48]Bussin' the 45 then I'm pleadin' the fifth
[00:48.42]And I'm leavin' as if that's a meeting I missed
[00:51.45]Such a wonderful time even blew 'em a kiss
[00:54.75]Timbaland rich two fifty a beat
[00:57.51]You should see his new crib even came with a street
[01:00.36]Still be touchin' the white talkin' that Bubba Sparxxx
[01:03.54]It got a double R on it if it's one of ours
[01:07.08]Run along boy if you don't want a war
[01:09.45]I got a prize motherf**ker it's the Pulitzer
[01:12.63]Woop woop
[01:20.43]It's pharaoh dinero
[01:25.65]They say that the floor is facetious
[01:28.44]Fat boy just keep fillin' the bleachers
[01:30.93]Went from sellin' yayo with the nosebleeds
[01:33.90]Young n***as only got rich with the wrong things
[01:36.90]I'm thankful for melodies that the song bring
[01:39.48]Rhymin' longer than prison sentences in New Orleans
[01:42.75]My n***a did a dub now he at the fed
[01:45.75]S**t it's hard to feel the love when you takin' meds
[01:49.14]Them Percocets they heavy on the ledge
[01:52.02]Twenty million cash yes that's called success
[01:55.11]Thousand acres my own metropolis
[01:58.17]And he still hustle with dominance
[02:01.20]N***as fake and I can tell by the pics
[02:03.45]Instagram should take down your page for all those counterfeits
[02:07.20]Gettin' money it's still Boobie gang
[02:09.41]No colors no flags just let the toolie bang
Rick Ross - The Pulitzer
Lyrics by：William Leonard Roberts II、Timothy Mosley
Composed by：William Leonard Roberts II、Timothy Mosley
Uh uh
Huh
Check
They can't believe that them n***as returned
We the one that the b***hes prefer
In the club we party until we get sweaty
In her eyes I can see that lil' mama been ready
Hold my d**k doin' biz with Liz Claiborne
Politics I been rich so I can pay for it
Doctor J in the bank scorin' title in the paint
Ray Kroc on my block double cup my purple drank
They watchin' me close even readin' my lips
Bussin' the 45 then I'm pleadin' the fifth
And I'm leavin' as if that's a meeting I missed
Such a wonderful time even blew 'em a kiss
Timbaland rich two fifty a beat
You should see his new crib even came with a street
Still be touchin' the white talkin' that Bubba Sparxxx
It got a double R on it if it's one of ours
Run along boy if you don't want a war
I got a prize motherf**ker it's the Pulitzer
Woop woop
It's pharaoh dinero
They say that the floor is facetious
Fat boy just keep fillin' the bleachers
Went from sellin' yayo with the nosebleeds
Young n***as only got rich with the wrong things
I'm thankful for melodies that the song bring
Rhymin' longer than prison sentences in New Orleans
My n***a did a dub now he at the fed
S**t it's hard to feel the love when you takin' meds
Them Percocets they heavy on the ledge
Twenty million cash yes that's called success
Thousand acres my own metropolis
And he still hustle with dominance
N***as fake and I can tell by the pics
Instagram should take down your page for all those counterfeits
Gettin' money it's still Boobie gang
No colors no flags just let the toolie bang
Lyrics by：William Leonard Roberts II、Timothy Mosley
Composed by：William Leonard Roberts II、Timothy Mosley
Uh uh
Huh
Check
They can't believe that them n***as returned
We the one that the b***hes prefer
In the club we party until we get sweaty
In her eyes I can see that lil' mama been ready
Hold my d**k doin' biz with Liz Claiborne
Politics I been rich so I can pay for it
Doctor J in the bank scorin' title in the paint
Ray Kroc on my block double cup my purple drank
They watchin' me close even readin' my lips
Bussin' the 45 then I'm pleadin' the fifth
And I'm leavin' as if that's a meeting I missed
Such a wonderful time even blew 'em a kiss
Timbaland rich two fifty a beat
You should see his new crib even came with a street
Still be touchin' the white talkin' that Bubba Sparxxx
It got a double R on it if it's one of ours
Run along boy if you don't want a war
I got a prize motherf**ker it's the Pulitzer
Woop woop
It's pharaoh dinero
They say that the floor is facetious
Fat boy just keep fillin' the bleachers
Went from sellin' yayo with the nosebleeds
Young n***as only got rich with the wrong things
I'm thankful for melodies that the song bring
Rhymin' longer than prison sentences in New Orleans
My n***a did a dub now he at the fed
S**t it's hard to feel the love when you takin' meds
Them Percocets they heavy on the ledge
Twenty million cash yes that's called success
Thousand acres my own metropolis
And he still hustle with dominance
N***as fake and I can tell by the pics
Instagram should take down your page for all those counterfeits
Gettin' money it's still Boobie gang
No colors no flags just let the toolie bang
