Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tats On My Arm, artist - Rick Ross. Date of issue: 27.11.2011
Song language: English
Tats On My Arm |
| Tats all on my arm |
| Bitch all up on my mind |
| I got stacks all up in my charm |
| My gold Rollie tell time |
| It’s my ambition (it's my ambition) |
| I’m just so gifted (look where that shit gets ya) |
| Tats all on my arm |
| Yo bitch all on my mind |
| And I got stacks on all my charms |
| My gold Rollie tell time |
| It’s my ambition (it's my ambition) |
| I’m just so gifted (look where that shit gets ya) |
| Okay, tats all on my arm |
| These dreads all in my eyes |
| I put these poems all in these songs |
| For the paper I’ma grind, it’s my ambition (its' my ambition) |
| It’s my ambition (its' my ambition) |
| It’s my ambition (its' my ambition) |
| Okay, tats all on my arm |
| These dreads all in my eyes |
| I put these poems all in these songs |
| All I know is this grind, it’s my ambition (its' my ambition) |
| It’s my ambition (its' my ambition) |
| I aint with the talking, see I’m just tryna focus |
| Cause the loudest nigga in the room is usually the brokest |
| Tryna stay clear of my foes, and these shape shiftin' |
| Ya’ll can’t stick to no G-Code, see them snakes showing you more |
| Get my taste from all of my |
| My mates calling me gifted, February cold as my heart |
| Thats why your date is probably missing |
| Late for love and be trippin' |
| Man it takes cigar and start fillin' |
| I got a green bag with the blue strands |
| I smoke the Margerie Simpson |
| Got a broken heart that needs fixin' |
| And I don’t rely on no |
| And I don’t reply to most BBM’s |
| So when you see an R don’t be trippin' |
| MMG obviously winnin', niggas talk much harder, we livin' |
| And I swear to lord I’ve been down to Earth |
| More times than not I be lifted |
| I aint with the rappin', see I’m just tryna focus |
| Cause the loudest nigga in the room is usually the brokest |
| Tats all on my arm, these suckas say I’m that bomb |
| 3 J’s took me this high, 6 O’s paid for my car |
| 3 M’s on my New Balance, I’m here to shine when I’m tracking |
| What you doing Ross, drop a hundred thousand and you |
| know you 'posed to be stacking |
| I should Michael Jordan these rappers, |
| man I’m twice as cold as these rappers |
| haha, hold up, let me wipe a dose with these rappers |
| And I like the. |
| to need passion, And I like my girls with Ambition |
| You see money talking these days and you thought the |
| shorty wasn’t listening |
| You aint dreamin dog you aint living |
| Even when I sleep I got vision |
| Even when ya deep, yeah still I sweep |
| I don’t fiend for beef I eat |