Summer Seventeen lyrics
by Rick Ross
[Intro: Rick Ross]
(Maybach Music)
You scared to die, n*gga?
Open your eyes wide and I pray you are (huh)
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I'm out on bond so I gotta beat it (huh)
All the dope boys say they wanna be me (boss)
I got a lick, boy, I got a lick (I got a lick)
2017 trust me, boy, this one is it
I used to smoke the weed until my fingers burn (huh)
Pool of b*tches f*ckin' me, I got 'em takin' turns (woo)
My n*gga bought the stick but you wanna fade (fick)
Made runnin' in the bank a residential thing (huh)
All my n*ggas mad they like, "f*ck the world" (f*ck it)
Back to standin’ on the Ave. with a couple birds
If you a killer, well I’m tryna see (huh)
'Cause callin' the police the only thing free (woo)
I had to park that purple Lamborghini (yummm)
And pull that Chevy back out on the cement (huh)
I'm from the city where they kill for nothin' (nothin')
And all Renzel do is push a button (woop)
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
I want my n*ggas rich by summer seventeen (let's get it)
I want my n*ggas rich by summer seventeen
I want my n*ggas rich by summer seventeen
(All my n*ggas! I'm talking all my n*ggas!)
I want my n*ggas rich by summer seventeen (Maybach Music)