Look at It lyrics
by Rick Ross
[Intro]
Yeah
La-da-da, da
Yeah, yeah, fool
Yeah, la-da-da, la-da-da
(Finna change the world like color TV)
(Studio with two O's, and a girlfriend with me, b*tch look at it)
Yeah
Uh
[Verse]
Finna change the world like color TV
Studio with two O's, and a girlfriend with me, b*tch look at it
Here in the booth, my jernt straight OG
That's all I smoke, b*tch, and you know this if you really know me
I'm rollin' back home in a six-four on chrome D's, b*tch look at it
Made it rich from just keepin' it G, never switch
Doing things that wasn't me, an image that I couldn't see
One that I couldn't be, represented heavily
My city and my set until the death of me, b*tch look at it
Slid through, drive-by killed you
Flying Spur, three-piece stainless shoes
Old n*ggas gettin' sick cause the dog gettin' rich
All night, wrappin' bricks, make a wish
Homie on the mix, get it right before we shift, b*tch look at it
Put it on the street, watch 'em flip, it's a trip
Life's sweet, but she's also a b*tch
Get her high, f*ck her good while I got the time
You know I stay seven-forty-seven fly, high twenty-four-seven
Three-sixty-five, no lie, like b*tch look at it
Mainstream money, underground hustle got me jumpin' into larger tax brackets
Like b*tch look at it
No tint on my Benz, like b*tch look at it
Via satellite from my palace, b*tch look at it
You know what's happenin', made it rich from rap trappin', huh