Rick Ross - Quintessential (ft.Snoop Dogg)

Quintessential Lyrics

[Produced by DJ Toomp]



[Verse 1: Rick Ross]

My paint wet, my bitch bad

Straight mastermind, yo' rich ass

My cup full, full of that pink shit

So shut your fuckin' mouth, fuck all that weak shit

This Double M-G shit, Double M-G shit

She fuck my whole squad, she Double M-G bitch

Just got that G-Wagon, I'm just so innovative

We came for the money bags, so fuck your invitations

This calls for a celebration, Bel-Air celebration

60 hoes in the basement, nigga covered all the bases

Jabbar gave me a quarter, I sold it on the 1st

I took it to my mama, "here go get what you deserve"

Mob ties, Genovese

Money trains, centerpiece

We started at the bottom, until I got a bird

I pull that pussy card, that was all ya heard

Haan, haan, haan



[Hook: Snoop Dogg & (Rick Ross)]

My whole life been based on that pimp shit (haan)

No movie, just money, real pimp shit (haan)

More cities, more bitches, real slick shit (haan)

My Maybach, it matches my outfit, that pimp shit



[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]

Keeping my tool, this shit so cool

Rule number one, ain't no rule

Swallow my lines, follow my grind

Rich white bitch with a bottle of wine

Word to the wise, word to mine

Bird a fly, certified

Murder eye, dirty die

Never had black but she heard of my

D-O-dub, I done it all

20 years I bang a ball

'91 I had a Lexus nigga

Ate seafood for breakfast nigga

Caught a few cases in Texas nigga

Do kushups 'til my chest get bigger

I press a nigga 'til I get it all

Real shit bitch I really do ball

I am the west to y'all

Taught y'all how to invest in ball

Best of all, took it on a chest for y'all

That's why I get more than the rest of y'all

It's bad enough I entertain

Add it up, gang bang

Gat 'em up, slang cane

Bag it up, same thang



[Hook]



[Outro: Snoop Dogg & (Rick Ross)]

Titty one, titty two (haan)

See these are essentials, essentially speakin quintessentials (haan)

I bang it all, I dust it all, I smoke with all my dawgs

I bang it all, I dust it all, I smoke with all my dawgs

(My paint wet, my feet chrome

Fuck boys hate, but they sing along

The real niggas admire, success makes you inspire

Nigga came from the jets, I just hired a pilot

Bitches feeding me fruit)

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