Aston Martin Music
Rick Ross Lyrics
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Let's pull the two-seater out, baby
It's wherever you wanna go
(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League) Rozay
Ridin' to the music
This is how we do it, (all night) all night
Breezin' down the freeway
Just me and my baby
In our ride
Just me and my boss
No worries at all
Listenin' to the
Aston Martin Music, Music
Uh
Would've came back for you
I just needed time
To do what I had to do
Caught in the life
I can't let it go
Whether that's right
I will ever know
Uh, but here goes nothin'
When I'm alone in my room, sometimes I stare at the wall
Automatic weapons on the floor, but who can you call
My down bitch, one who live by the code
Put this music shit aside, get it in on the road
Lotta quiet time, pink bottles of Rose
Exotic red-bottoms, whole body glittered in gold
Followin' fundamentals, I'm followin' in the rental
I love a nasty girl who swallow what's on the menu
That money triple up when you get it out of state
Need a new safe 'cause I'm runnin' out of space
Elroy Jetson, I'm somewhere outta space
In my two-seater, she the one that I will take, we
Ridin' to the music
This is how we do it, (all night) all night
Breezin' down the freeway
Just me and my baby
In our ride
Just me and my boss
No worries at all
Listenin' to the
Aston Martin Music, Music
Would've came back for you
I just needed time
To do what I had to do
Caught in the life
I can't let it go
Whether that's right
I will ever know
Uh, but here goes nothin'
Pull up on the block in a drop-top chicken box
Mr. KFC, VVS's is in the watch
Livin' fast where it's all about that money bag
Never front, you take it there, it ain't no comin' back
Top down, right here is where she wanna be
As my goals unfold right in front of me
Every time we fuck her soul take a hold of me
I dig her like Pookie that pussy be controllin' me
That thang keep callin'
Fuck maintain, boy, I gotta keep ballin'
Pink bottles keep comin'
James Bond coupe, pop-clutch, one hunnid
Ridin' to the music
This is how we do it, (all night) all night
Breezin' down the freeway
Just me and my baby
In our ride
Just me and my boss
No worries at all
Listenin' to the
Aston Martin Music, Music
Would've came back for you
I just needed time
To do what I had to do
Caught in the life
I can't let it go
Whether that's right
I will ever know
Uh, but here goes nothin'
Aston Martin Music, Music
Aston Martin Music, Music (all night)
Aston Martin Music, Music
Aston Martin Music, Music (in our ride)
Aston Martin Music, Music (all night)
Aston Martin Music, Music (in our ride)
In Rick Ross's song Aston Martin Music, the lyrics depict a luxurious lifestyle of driving around in an Aston Martin with a significant other. Ross reflects on his life and the choices he's made, but ultimately can't let go of the fast-paced, money-focused world he's living in. He mentions his love for a "nasty girl who swallows what's on the menu," and how money "triple(s) up when you get it out of state." The chorus repeats the phrase "riding to the music, this is how we do it all night, breezing down the freeway, just me and my baby in our ride, just me and my boss, no worries at all, listening to the Aston Martin Music, music."
The second verse brings in a new element of danger with the mention of automatic weapons on the floor and the need for a down-bitch who lives by a certain code. Ross highlights his desire to keep the money flowing and maintain his luxurious lifestyle. The chorus repeats once again, emphasizing the feeling of freedom that comes with cruising around in a fancy car with a loved one.
Overall, Rick Ross's Aston Martin Music can be interpreted as a reflection on the glamorous yet dangerous lifestyle of a rich and famous rapper. The lyrics showcase the desire for money, power, and luxury, but also bring in some darker themes such as the need for a down-bitch and the mention of automatic weapons.
Line by Line Meaning
Let's pull the two-seater out, baby
Let's take out our two-seater car and go wherever you want to go.
Ridin' to the music, This is how we do it, (all night) all night Breezin' down the freeway, Just me and my baby In our ride Just me and my boss No worries at all Listenin' to the Aston Martin Music, Music
We're cruising down the highway at night, enjoying each other's company, listening to 'Aston Martin Music', without a care in the world.
Would've came back for you I just needed time To do what I had to do Caught in the life I can't let it go Whether that's right I will ever know Uh, but here goes nothin'
I left you behind to pursue my dreams and accomplish what I had to do. I'm not sure if that was the right decision, but it's too late to turn back now. Oh well, let's see what happens.
When I'm alone in my room, sometimes I stare at the wall Automatic weapons on the floor, but who can you call My down bitch, one who live by the code Put this music shit aside, get it in on the road Lotta quiet time, pink bottles of Rose Exotic red-bottoms, whole body glittered in gold Followin' fundamentals, I'm followin' in the rental I love a nasty girl who swallow what's on the menu That money triple up when you get it out of state Need a new safe 'cause I'm runnin' out of space Elroy Jetson, I'm somewhere outta space In my two-seater, she the one that I will take, we
Sometimes when I'm alone, I'm surrounded by weapons, but I know I can count on my loyal partner to always have my back. We put aside our music careers and hit the road, enjoying pink champagne and expensive clothing. We follow basic principles and, together in my car, we hope to multiply our earnings and run out of space to store it all. We are like two characters from The Jetsons, feeling like we're in another world.
Pull up on the block in a drop-top chicken box Mr. KFC, VVS's is in the watch Livin' fast where it's all about that money bag Never front, you take it there, it ain't no comin' back Top down, right here is where she wanna be As my goals unfold right in front of me Every time we fuck her soul take a hold of me I dig her like Pookie that pussy be controllin' me That thang keep callin' Fuck maintain, boy, I gotta keep ballin' Pink bottles keep comin' James Bond coupe, pop-clutch, one hunnid
I drive onto the block in a convertible car shaped like a chicken box, wearing a diamond-encrusted watch. I live recklessly, focused on making money and never hesitating to take risks. My car's top is down and my partner is by my side. My goals seem to be coming together before my eyes. Whenever we have sex, I feel totally possessed by her. I can't resist her pull. I keep hustling and drinking expensive champagne, driving my fancy car like James Bond.
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'Aston Martin Music' is the song that we can't stop listening to, playing it on repeat all night long while cruising in our car.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: WILLIAM ROBERTS, AUBREY GRAHAM, CHRISETTE PAYNE, KEVIN CROWE, ERIC ORTIZ
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@burnerboy1233
this is how we do it all night (all night)
Breezing down the freeway just me and my baby in our ride
Just me and my boss
No worries at all
Listening to the Aston Martin Music Music
[Drake:]
Would've came back for you
I just needed time to do what I had to do
Caught in the life I can't let it go
Whether that's right I will never know
But here goes nothing.
[Rick Ross:]
When I'm alone in my room sometimes I stare at the wall
Automatic weapons on the floor but who can you call?
My down bitch one who live by the code
Put this music shit aside get it in on the road
A lot of quiet time pink bottles of Rosé
Exotic red bottoms whole body glittered in gold
Following fundamentals and following in a rental
I love a nasty girl whose swallow is on the menu
That money triple up when ya get it out of state
I need a new safe 'cause I'm running out of space
Elroy Jetson I'm somewhere out of space
In my two-seater she's the one that I would take
[Chrisette Michele:]
Riding to the music this is how we do it all night (all night)
Breezing down the freeway just me and my baby in our ride
Just me and my boss
No worries at all
Listening to the Aston Martin Music Music
[Drake:]
Would've came back for you
I just needed time to do what I had to do
Caught in the life I can't let it go
Whether that's right I will never know
But here goes nothing.
[Rick Ross:]
Pull up on the block in a drop-top chicken box
Mr. KFC VVSs is in the watch
Living fast where it's all about that money bag
Never front you take it there, it ain't no coming back
Top down right here is where she wanna be
As my goals unfold right in front of me
Every time we fuck her soul take a hold of me
Addicted like Pookie that pussy be controlling me
That thing keep calling
Fuck maintain boy I gotta keep balling
Pink bottles keep coming
James Bond coupe pop clutch 100
[Chrisette Michele:]
Riding to the music this is how we do it all night (all night)
Breezing down the freeway just me and my baby in our ride
Just me and my boss
No worries at all
Listening to the Aston Martin Music Music
[Drake:]
Would've came back for you
I just needed time to do what I had to do
Caught in the life I can't let it go
Whether that's right I will never know
Hoping you will forgive me, never meant wrong
Tried to be patient, waited too long
But I would've came back, but I would've came back
Would've came back, would've came back
Would've came -
I talk slicker than a pimp from Augusta
Who just had his linen suit dry-cleaned, bitches, what's up with you?
I hate callin' the women bitches, but the bitches love it
I took some sense and made a nickel of it
I'm urgin' all daughters to kiss they mothers
With those lips that all that lipstick covers
You're never too grown up to miss and hug her
And girls countin' on me to be there like missin' rubbers
I'm on some Marvin Gaye shit, a bunch of distant lovers
This ain't the life that I'm used to
Reintroduced to people I've been introduced to
Did you forget me? Or are you too scared to tell me that you met me
And fear that I won't remember, I wish you could still accept me for me
I miss Memphis, Tennessee, my cousins, my dad
The simplistic beauty that all of them Southerners have
I'm halfway across the world with dozens of bags
Feelin' like all four members of Color Me Badd
In one nigga, amazing shit
I got that Courtney Love for you, that crazy shit
I don't drink every bottle I own, I be agin' shit
And I got them wedding ring flows, that engagin' shit
Which one of y'all got fleets on your keychains? The seats for these Heat games?
I really think you stare at yourself and you see things
La Familia, I've been inducted and instructed
To stunt on these niggas we don't really fuck with
Fuck is up?
Havin' lunch and debatin' Ferrari prices
23 and goin' through a midlife crisis
But trust me, I still deliver like a midwife
And no, I'm not sayin' I'm the nicest, I just live life like it
Uh, it take a certain type of man to teach
To be far from hood, but to understand the streets
I never threw away that paper with my Grammy speech
Because I haven't hit the pinnacles I plan to reach
Yeah, you gotta own it if you want it
Kisses all on her body, she tells me live in the moment
And, baby, I'll never forget none of that
Girl, I told you I was coming back
Aston Martin Music Music (Aston Martin Music, Music)
All night (All night)
[Drake:]
Would've came back for you
I just needed time to do what I had to do
Caught in the life I can't let it go
Whether that's right I will never know
But here goes nothing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
@ziionnaa
whoever made this instrumental and decided to put Chrisette’s vocals on it is a pure genius.
@ladybuggrenee2920
☝️
@MosesMatsepane
J.U.S.T.I.C.E LEAGUE
@LenaWilliams-kv8bg
I Concur 🎵🎶🎤
@vanadioseverino2553
Absolutley
@caribbeansavage7955
M..
Mmm8
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@djhitmanbeats
When this song came out I was wishing for an Aston Martin DB9....8 years later I can bump Aston Martin Music in my Aston Martin. All thanks to the most high. Prayer and faith works.
@78Ford351
DJ HitmanBeats sheeesh. Congrats brother. Speak some things into the universe and they appear
@ericsonjacques7643
DJ HitmanBeats 🙏
@Scoob3rs
Nah fam, you put in work. Not some man in the clouds