Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Double M Clique, artist - Rick Ross. Date of issue: 03.03.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Double M Clique |
| Hottest niggas in the game |
| MMG, tour starts in a few weeks |
| If you fucking with it, fuck with me |
| Ha ha |
| Watch me cost a buck, chain cost me a truck |
| Double M be the clique my coupe more than your bus |
| Think it’s all facade, but nigga just double R |
| See me jumpin on stage, more chains than Mardi Gras |
| Bitches been going wild hate to sound cliche |
| Give me two bitches we could do this three ways |
| Four miss calls on my iPhone five |
| Bitch six feet tall got me fighting for my life |
| Telephone lines ringing, calling Angie Martinez |
| Think I’ve just seen the boss, he datin' a Puerto Rican (true!) |
| All gold jewels in this snow white mink |
| Kanye shoes sorry No ID, John Legend flow the magnificent me |
| Rohan give me Marley Coffee by the Key |
| Got the weed rolled, tour start in a few weeks |
| She said fuck me, must wanna fuck me |
| Man we be the clique, man I’m so the shit |
| Boy just simmer down, man I take your bitch |
| Yeah we at the game and we sit front row |
| Every time you see me I’ll be on the front row |
| Thick Cuban link, new Benz, gold piece |
| Benz outside ain’t even gotta speak |
| New Cuban link with the all gold piece |
| Benz outside I ain’t even gotta speak, uh |
| As I look around they don’t do it like my clique (Maybach Music) |
| You know this bad bitches they want the, they want the, they want |
| Yeah I’m talking gunplay, yeah I walk it too |
| Yeah that nigga ratted, yeah that depo true |
| Yeah I’m really 'bout it, yeah I out anybody |
| Point him out, I light a joint and take his face and out it |
| Yeah I spill my Corse on your Michael Kors, whore |
| Yeah so the fuck what? |
| I could buy you more |
| Yeah I’m from the hood, yeah I’m from the floor |
| Holes in the roof, hardly had a door |
| Kitchen on burn, pigeon on perm |
| Three different digies all lit up like a fir |
| Nigga where your feast? |
| See the white right here |
| It’s a Medellín thing; |
| everything pure |
| Man the clique |
| Yeah yeah yeah |
| Now it’s the double M dream team doing something special |
| Bout to kill the shit so get the casket and the shovel |
| And new Olympic sevens I need rings and the medal |
| When I’m not from Trillville but I tell 'em get up on my level |
| I’m always going higher, I’m still mo' fire |
| Do a lot of stuntin' but it’s only to inspire |
| Remember just a year ago these hoes ain’t wanna speak |
| Now they all be tryin to freak, they think I know Wale and Meek |
| I got a bad white bitch I know they spend cake on |
| Just hope that she never fall off like Kreayshawn |
| Even if she do forever I’m shit |
| So much dope I’ma get we legit |
| I ain’t fucking with my clique |
| Maybach Music |