Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Small Change, artist - Rick Ross. Date of issue: 22.12.2012
Song language: English
Small Change |
| I bought my bitch a Rollie just to be like me |
| All gold, big face, ramming 30 G’s |
| Small change, Rose |
| Now she want a crib, my nigga OK |
| I bought my bitch a Benz just to be like me |
| Matte black, cost a hundred G’s |
| I put the plasma on the wall too |
| Cuz that’s what motherfuckin bosses do |
| I put the plasma on the wall, stainless steel the kitchen |
| Yogi bear to cop it just to keep my girl from ditching |
| Mr. Certified, boss shit, not know trickin off shit |
| Even though we don’t give a fuck bout it cost shit |
| Pimp type, pimp J, my competition just lost, quit |
| Lost quit, yea, now he might just wanna get off his ass |
| Pay some bills, keep on getting paper still |
| Make a vow to your zip, always try to stay for real |
| Cuz day for day for days it is |
| Often cuz but that’s the breaks |
| Hustle heavy, hustle hard |
| Just to get yo slice of cake |
| Just to get your blind sky, just to get 4 Cadillacs |
| Just to get your stacks a sack |
| With racks on racks on racks on racks |
| I bought my bitch a matching 9 |
| Then I showed her how to cock it |
| His and hers, gold toilets |
| So we shittin on our profit |
| Bought all! |
| Playground just to play down |
| With a matchin crib, she don’t even stay there |
| It’s so… |
| I bought my bitch a Rollie just to be like me |
| All gold, big face, ramming 30 G’s |
| Small change, Rose |
| Now she want a crib, my nigga OK |
| I bought my bitch a Benz just to be like me |
| Matte black, cost a hundred G’s |
| I put the plasma on the wall too |
| Cuz that’s what motherfuckin bosses do |
| I bought my bitch a bag out of Gucci &Fipps |
| Told her she can get the wallet too, though many trip |
| Them no hit Giuseppe’s, looking right on em |
| In every lane the dress so tight on em |
| I’m checkin in the mirror at a million bucks |
| Every day I wake up, a mill plus |
| We getting money, ya’ll niggas small types |
| I’m reeling up, that’s the ball game |
| Hope she wanna be like me |
| Yea, she wanna be like me |
| A cocky money makin nigga out of Tennessee |
| Mister, I even throw er since the week |
| OG, and I’m talkin real OG |
| From the west coast, what the best smoke |
| You see, can’t too many quote with a bank row |
| Yea I’m straight up off the broke to the jet so |
| Everywhere I go, you know, she goes |
| That’s why… |
| I bought my bitch a Rollie just to be like me |
| All gold, big face, ramming 30 G’s |
| Small change, Rose |
| Now she want a crib, my nigga OK |
| I bought my bitch a Benz just to be like me |
| Matte black, cost a hundred G’s |
| I put the plasma on the wall too |
| Cuz that’s what motherfuckin bosses do |