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Rick Ross Mafia Music

I got a feelin' nigga rillin' and my money be the root Look up at da stars she like, honey where the roof? Pull up, hear the dogs, canaries dey go on

in the Atlantic That's Mafia Livin'! [Ja Rule:] Guess who is beezack, yeah nigga you guess Who shot ya, I spit murder, the music is mafia The swag is

I got a feelin nigga wit it ? and my money be da root. Look up at da stars, she like "Honey where da roof?" Pull up in a Dawes ?, canaries ? dey go on

I got a feelin nigga grillin and my $ be the root Look up at da stars she like honey where the roof? Pull up in a darkskin nerrys dey goin roof Even once

the Atlantic That's Mafia Livin'! [Ja Rule:] Guess who is beezack, yeah nigga you guess Who shot ya, I spit murder, the music is mafia The swag is capable

I got a feelin nigga wit it ? and my money be da root. Look up at da stars, she like "Honey where da roof?" Pull up in a Dawes ?, canaries ? dey go on

(feat. Avery Storm) This is mafia music And a maybach that is Had to take it Deeper Than Rap baby Boss [Avery Storm:] The last bird flew the coup I

(feat. Avery Storm) This is mafia music And a maybach that is Had to take it Deeper Than Rap baby Boss [Avery Storm:] The last bird flew the coup I

(feat. Avery Storm) This is mafia music... And a maybach that is Had to take it Deeper Than Rap baby... Bossssss! [Avery Storm] Let's fly through the