Blow
Rick Ross feat. Clipse Lyrics

Designer jeans, and a hand full of dough (Yeah)
I'm wearing expensive clothes and have a lot of money

Bottle of the Jose, pass me some more
Let's drink more Jose Cuervo tequila

I got, more cars, more cars, more clothes, more clothes
I have a lot of cars and clothes

More money means more dough to blow (blow)
Having more money means having more money to spend

Way up in them Cali Hills, burnin' like the sun set
I'm in the California hills watching the sunset

A nigga with a attitude, take it outta context
People think I have a bad attitude but they misunderstand me

Riding with them big things, lookin' like a bomb threat
I'm riding in fancy cars that look intimidating

Bin Laden beard, afghan in a bomb vest
I have a beard like Osama bin Laden and feel powerful like a suicide bomber

Ross, stranded on the death row
I feel like I'm on death row, performing under pressure

Makavali's on the Maybach, kicks retro
I'm listening to Tupac Shakur in my luxury Maybach car and wearing old-school style sneakers

She wanna gaze at the stars
The woman I'm with wants to look at the stars in the sky

Through a panoramic view, pullin' haze out the jar
We're looking at the stars through a wide view while smoking marijuana

Rick Ross, I'm the best in the flesh
I consider myself the best rapper out there

Getting blessed on the ?, it's a way to reflect
I'm receiving blessings and taking time to reflect on myself

Hard work pays off, I'm a boss, you can tell
I worked hard and now I'm successful enough to be called a boss

By the bottles in the pail, and the models that we share
I have expensive champagne and am surrounded by beautiful women

I'm in a realist state, and a realist state of mind
I'm in a realistic state of mind, acknowledging both the good and bad in life

We came from trigger play, kill a nigga for a dime
I came from violence and poverty, where people would kill for a small amount of money

I'm tryna chill today, I got a million on my mind
I'm trying to relax today but still thinking about my wealth

Dice in my hand, one roll, I blow your mind
I'm gambling and can win big with just one roll of the dice

More trips, more whips, more money, I'm more rich
I'm getting richer and have more expensive cars and trips

More haters, more clips, more jewels, more Chris
As I gain more success, I have more enemies, guns, and expensive jewelry

Half a hundred grand and some rubber bands
I have $50,000 in cash and some rubber bands to hold it together

? off fast in my other hand
I'm driving really fast in my other car

On the other hand, I'm still pitchin' underhand
I'm still selling drugs but in a discreet way

All soft balls, all bases covered man
Selling drugs is easy for me, and I'm prepared for any situation

More trucks, more bucks, more freaks, more butts
I have more expensive cars and money, and sleep with more women

I see the vision, from club vision to ?
I have a clear vision of where I want to be in life, from the club to else where

I get brain, I bust nuts in each state
I receive oral sex in every state I go to and ejaculate

Soon as I see what I'm lookin' for
When I find what I'm looking for

I sit up in that seat and cut em' off on them 24's, there it goes
I sit up in my luxury car and show off with my 24 inch rims

Baby girl, come talk with the boss
Come and talk with me, the boss and leader

I pop a Jose bottle, you can kick your shoes off
We can drink Jose Cuervo tequila and relax

Ever seen a fat boy in a big body
Have you ever seen a overweight man in a large luxury car

Know you wanna sit by me, all you do is think bout it
You want to be seen with me and desire my wealth and status

Lease apartments to get kicked out it
I rent apartments just to get kicked out for fun

Next day, buy a condo to get a kick out it
The next day, I buy an expensive condo just for the thrill of it

We don't take you for the view, this is what I do
I'm not interested in fancy views, I'm more interested in my lifestyle

When I'm on the beach, all my diamonds are water blue (Ross)
On the beach, my diamonds look like they are reflecting the color of the water

Let's party like the pack jam, Pac Man
Let's party hard like in the old days, like Pac Man did

Fifty grand, stacked in my lap man
I have $50,000 in cash stacked in my lap

Get a lap dance (and if you get my dick hard)
I'll pay for a lap dance and get sexually aroused

This your last chance (to hop up in that big car)
This is your last chance to ride in my large, expensive car

With the Fat Man (certified Hood Star)
With me, the overweight man, who is a certified king of the ghetto

But he a millionaire (look bitch I'm going far)
But I'm a successful millionaire, and I'm going to go even farther

This the movement, a few niggas you wanna move with
This is the direction I'm going in, and you want to be part of my team

Gucci on my feet, see I'm only in that new shit
I'm only wearing the latest, most fashionable Gucci clothing

Ha, they say life's a bitch
People say life is difficult

But close your eyes for a minute, and just bite this dick, it's Ross
Take a break from life and have sex with me, it's Rick Ross

[Chorus: x2]
Reiterating that having more money means more money to spend