Supreme-Rick Ross/Keith Sweat

[ti:Supreme] [ar:Rick Ross/Keith Sweat] [al:Bon appetit] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Supreme - Rick Ross/Keith Sweat [00:07.81]Written by：Rick Ross [00:15.62]Ohh [00:16.18] [00:18.25]Eh yeah yeah yeah [00:20.74] [00:23.96]Come on [00:24.89] [00:29.75]Ohh hoo [00:31.07] [00:34.28]Yo [00:34.78] [00:35.68]Speedin' in the ghost on the phone with jewlers [00:37.92]My new b**ch out of d c call me Ricky [00:40.16]The ruler [00:40.83]Gotta gather my concentration while countin' my stacks [00:43.79]I got eight car notes and just lost me a pack [00:46.27]On the beach I'm up and down women jockin' my ride [00:49.13]300 horses in this b**ch need a jockey inside [00:51.70]False floors for firearms is how you should ride [00:54.68]Tried to murder me while in mine so that's how [00:56.92]I survived [00:57.50]My deal with def jam just set me for life [01:00.10]Wanted to chapel the bm man I'm just rollin' [01:02.37]The dice [01:03.19]Big numbers I'm John wall I'm ballin' tonight [01:05.97]Just joking my sense of humor is like one of [01:08.11]A kind [01:08.82]Got them gangstas who on my line that'll blow out [01:10.78]Your mind [01:11.34]Got them gangstas who on my line that'll blow out [01:13.48]Your mind [01:14.19]Got them gangstas who on my line that'll blow out [01:16.52]Your mind [01:16.96]Got them gangstas who on my line that'll blow out [01:18.96]Your mind [01:19.76] [01:21.60]Tell me it's real [01:23.46]Tell me this is real baby [01:27.31]How does it feel [01:29.08]How does it feel [01:31.56]Geechi liberace I'm rich as a b**ch [01:33.97]Charm city boys get a whole city of brick [01:36.29]Through the wire we wettin' niggas set the sh*t on fire [01:39.13]My b**ch smilin' I wanna bet now we on fisher [01:41.39]Island [01:42.26]Panamera with Tony Jacob bk's full of paper [01:44.83]Made a killin' on Martin Luther James you're a shooter [01:47.60]My niggas we grew apart they joined the rival gang [01:50.54]Caught them slippin' gave them a pass throwin' pistols at [01:52.66]Survivin' gang [01:54.11]Next time boss gotta turn his back on 'em [01:57.19]Lettin' young boys brrrrat on 'em [01:59.63]Facts never find me with the fake look [02:02.24]Trappin' little Davis b**ch just take me to the cakebook [02:05.30]Black bottles boy that's how our case of ace look [02:08.13]Your chick homie hit homie on the facebook [02:10.59] [02:12.50]Eh she hit homie on the motherf**kin' facebook [02:16.18] [02:17.22]Tell me it's real I wanna know [02:22.16] [02:23.08]How does it feel yeah how does it feel [02:27.46]Clean maybach but it's filthy as sh*t [02:29.54]They partitionin' for the women how busy we get [02:32.14]From the scotch the large mop bet the linking feel [02:35.02]It's all a dream and never wake me up until [02:37.21]It's real [02:37.78]Duffle bags that's for the homie when he comin' home [02:40.60]He never told and he never used the telephone [02:43.30]He on swole and that n***a need a telephone [02:46.14]In a range rover and a real n***a got it [02:48.57]For him [02:49.22] [02:50.55]Ehy ehy [02:51.87] [02:52.95]You wanna know how does it feel [02:55.26] [02:55.78]Ehy ehy [02:57.54] [02:59.05]I know I bet it must feel so real [03:01.42]Ehy [03:02.18]Tell me it's real I wanna know how it feel [03:07.44]How does it feel [03:09.30]How does it feel to be so bring