Customized lyrics

by

Rick Ross



[Chorus: Schife]
Dugatti ninjas with kicks, choppers and harleys and sh*t
Say I'm [?] candy n [?], [?] b*tch
Moving [?] chrome, new school squot like [?]
Rubberbands [?] fasho
[?] ryms, you know
I'm riding customized
Everything customized
It's customized
Yeah, I ride customized
[?] lack [?], everything customized
Anything I ride
Best believe it's gon' be customized

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
My whip, my catty
[?] my [?]
I [?] just like my daddy, my Mazerati named Sally
My Maybach, that's [?] I got [?]
I got [?], I got Martin
Michael Jackson, had to beat it
My Chevy on 4's, so I call that [?]
I do this for the real n*ggas, 'cause that's all I ever know
My [?] get action, since you b*tches keep on asking
On my way to [?], with [?] time to cash it
[Verse 2: Gunplay]
My [?] is [?], my candy so sparkling
Got my tray out [?] tropical, feet blinding your optical
Every whip I got tires for
I own every myle on you
Call me a mylianaire, think I'm a pilot now
[?] on jets with techs
Verts on [?] so fresh
Car come with garage, head come with the twot
[?] chopping traffic
Looking like a hundred, Hells Angels bikes passing

[Chorus: Schife]
Dugatti ninjas with kicks, choppers and harleys and sh*t
Say I'm [?] candy n [?], [?] b*tch
Moving [?] chrome, new school squot like [?]
Rubberbands [?] fasho
[?] ryms, you know
I'm riding customized
Everything customized
It's customized
Yeah, I ride customized
[?] lack [?], everything customized
Anything I ride
Best believe it's gon' be customized
[Verse 3: Young Breed]
Everything customized, yeah, I'm still [?] pies
In my purple [?] I'm running [?]
That lick ain't nothing [?] encrusted in mine
[?] couple of dimes, while she sucking me [?]
Ain't no cut on this corner, just custom cars and [?]
You know I'm in a dolo, top down, expensive polo
[?] how you like me now?
[?]
Two yellow b*tches match the dishes in my [?]

[Verse 4: Torch]
We on 32's, Chevy on 8's
Peanut butter soft leather, grape jelly paint
Tires spin [?], black magic [?]
Blowing on that purple fire,higher than [?]
I'm fresh, I'm fly
I'm that, I'm this
b*tch, call me what you want, I'm balling, I'm rich
Still [?] in [?] who got it?
All my fits customized, all my b*tches exotic
[?]
I c*ck that hammer back
Rose wood everywhere, fresher than [?]
Cooler than your ice tray
20 grand, a light day
1 man crime wave
f*ck what you heard, crime pay
[Chorus: Schife]
Dugatti ninjas with kicks, choppers and harleys and sh*t
Say I'm [?] candy n [?], [?] b*tch
Moving [?] chrome, new school squot like [?]
Rubberbands [?] fasho
[?] ryms, you know
I'm riding customized
Everything customized
It's customized
Yeah, I ride customized
[?] lack [?], everything customized
Anything I ride
Best believe it's gon' be customized
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