Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Devil Is A Lie, artist - Rick Ross.
Date of issue: 31.12.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Devil Is A Lie |
Masterminds! |
We gon' get this forever |
You know whenever we link up, my nigga |
They think this shit comes from outer space or something |
Nigga, let’s get this money nigga |
Masterminds: ROC, MMG! |
Jay, I got it, I got it |
Four stacks for the heels on my bitch feet |
Car seats still smelling like 10 ki’s |
Tell a plug that I’m lookin' for increase |
Wingstop, fat boy need a 10 piece |
Say a nigga name and the car start |
Nigga switching lane to lane like WalMart |
Sippin Bordeaux out in Bordeaux |
Hazard lights flashing on the four-door |
Switch the Benzo for the Enzo |
Back to the Benzo when the ends low |
Switch my old bitch for my new bitch |
Cause my new bitch something like a nympho |
Fuck the game raw when I came in it |
Getting money ever since I came in it |
You couldn’t stop me if you tried |
Motherfucker cause the devil is a lie |
Big guns and big whips |
Rich nigga talkin' big shit |
Double cup, gold wrist |
Double up on that blow, bitch |
Two mil on that I-95 |
Bow your head cuz it’s time to pay tithes |
Opposition want me dead or alive |
Motherfucker but the devil is a lie |
The devil is a lie, bitch I’m the truth |
The devil is a lie, bitch I’m the proof |
The devil is a lie, the devil is a lie |
Bitch I’m alive, the devil is a lie |
Two kings on the big screen |
Niggas seen a 36 at 16 |
100k for the 16 |
Nigga’s stick dirty but his dick clean |
My money goin' on the deep end |
Talkin' half a milli for the weekend |
Contract like a nigga play defense |
Curtains in the Maybach bitch peek in |
Now the bitches wanna car hop |
6 cribs for the cars in the car lot |
Dope boys on the goal nigga |
Went gold 6 times for a goal nigga |
Black bottle and a bad bitch |
Club all money where the cash is |
Dubai I can do it like a sheikh |
Top floor nigga Burj Khalifa |
Is it truth or it’s fiction, is it truth or it’s fiction |
Is Hova atheist? |
I never fuck with True Religion |
Am I down with the devil cuz my roof come up missin' |
Is that Lucifer juice in that two cup he sippin' |
That’s D’usse baby welcome to the dark side |
Coulda got black list for the crack shit |
White jesus in my crock pot |
I mix the shit with some soda |
Now black jesus turn water to wine |
And all I had to do was turn the stove up |
East Coast, winnin' at life, nigga, cheat code |
The hatin' is flagrant, hit your free throws |
The devil try to hit me with the RICO, them black people |
Devil want these niggas hate they own kind |
Gotta be illuminati if a nigga shine |
Oh we can’t be a nigga if a nigga rich? |
Oh we gotta be the devil that’s some nigga shit |
You seen what I did to the stop and frisk |
Brooklyn on the Barney’s like we own the bitch |
Give the money to the hood, now we all win |
Got that Barney’s floor lookin like a VIM |
Black hoodie, black skully |
Bravado like Mavado, boy I’m that gully |
Gettin white money but I’m still black |
All these niggas claiming king but I’m still that |
King Hova, Mansa Musa |
Told my lot, the devil is a lie, I’m the truth ya |