(What kind of soup you making?)
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Big black nigga in a icey watch
Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop
Big black nigga in a icey watch
Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop
Count the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike box
[Hook]
I tried to hide my feelings inside
But blind men can see that there's no love for me
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Got on all my ice, talkin' cash
Been ballin' all my life, Lamborghini's, fast whips
She got on all my ice, talkin' cash
Been ballin' all my life, Lamborghini's, fast whips
She down to ride and deserves a boss who down to provide
We run the streets but on G-5's, I'm talkin' fly
Boots and blue jeans, Cartier, newer rings
You with a big boy, so we do the big things
Had to valet park it, chanel hoodie on
[Hook]
I tried to hide my feelings inside
But blind men can see that there's no love for me
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Big black nigga in a icey watch
Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop
Big black nigga in a icey watch
Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop
Count the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike box
[Hook]
I tried to hide my feelings inside
But blind men can see that there's no love for me
[Verse 2: Spark]
Sippin' soup, in the back of the coupe with the eyes on you
Never red eyes like my eye Piru
Homie, we don't drive by, killer we just drive through
With a little illegal firearm up in my palm
Then we run up on so-called thugs and fake dons
Took his gold watch and his fake ones
Get his torch, hit her like a Pokemon's
Motherfucker, I'm slapping my bitch
If they get in my biz, I be slapping my kids
Have a half a heart, the other half don't exist
If I find that motherfucker tell him I don't need it
I'm with this syrup splashin'
Records blowin' up man police trackin'
Better show up on parole, they askin'
Why the fuck this drug test got a damn reaction?
Spark
It's Paper Platoon man
[Hook]
I tried to hide my feelings inside
But blind men can see that there's no love for me
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Big black nigga in a icey watch
Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop
Big black nigga in a icey watch
Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop
Count the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike box
[Hook]
I tried to hide my feelings inside
But blind men can see that there's no love for me
[Verse 3: Lil B]
Young Based God, came in with the ballers
Iced out chain, bitch, I'm rich off that same shit
Young Based God, came in with the ballers
Iced out chain, bitch, I'm rich off that same shit
Sixty-five hoes on my dick, bitch, it's Christmas
Straight Westside, Bay Area bitch, I'll grave em
Pretty boy shit, Based God finna hang em
Armed like a cradle and you niggas can't stop me
[Hook]
I tried to hide my feelings inside
But blind men can see that there's no love for me
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Big black nigga in a icey watch
Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop
Big black nigga in a icey watch
Shoes on the coupe, bitch I got a Nike shop
[Verse 4: Usher]
Holler 'bout what you gon' do to me
(It's Paper Platoon man)
Don't talk about it, be about it, let me see
(We getting this money all day)
Holler 'bout what you gon' do to me
(Get at me for that molly baby)
Don't talk about it, be about it, let me see
[Verse 5: Spark Master Tape]
Yeah, cash, money, bitches, uh
Yeah, cash, money, bitches, uh
Chicken soup (woop, woop, uh)
You know we out here cooking this soup man
Cans all on the floor right now, motherfucker
[Hook]
I tried to hide my feelings inside
But blind men can see that there's no love for me
