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lirik lagu keys to the crib – rick ross

keys to the crib
(feat. styles p)

[hook: rick ross]
i got them ki’s in the crib
you wouldn’t find them if you had the keys to the crib
them n*gg*s cheesing, it’s real
it ain’t cheese if it’s less than a mil’
i think i’m losing my religion
praying on these n*gg*s, wrap a kilo in a ribbon
live every day like it’s my last
my only trending topic is the cash

[verse 1: rick ross]
i see no n*gg* in these clear gazelles
b*tch-*ss n*gg*, better get some mail
i’m riding in a 6 like this b*tch for sale
that boy meek mill squeeze clips for real
see me in the street, rose-gold everything
moving like hoes got me plotting on your team
learning your whereabouts, burners to air ’em out
b*tches a motion picture, i’m picturing paramount
riding in the lotus, teflon don
with an ambitious b*tch, lotus flower bomb
wale on burn, young n*gg*’s doing numbers
double m g got it the next ten summers
i’m trying to do it big forever
keys to the crib, and i’m with whatever
ki’s to the crib, n*gg*, bricks wherever
hundred mil’ plus til we rich forever


[verse 2: rick ross]
i see no n*gg* in these red gazelles
all i see is women with these m*ssive tails
all i see is young’uns with this trash to sell
they got some co’s that get you hash in jail
little dope, little c*ke, talking cash for real
funeral’s never cool, n*gg*, p*ss the steel
i’m a guru in the kitchen, whipping m*ss appeal
b**bie got a life sentence on his last appeal
that’s one of few names that’ll last for real
got me drinking from the bottom, no gl*sses filled
always purple in the cup, n*gg*, p*ss the pills
i’m the first one here to f*ck, sn*tch your *ss for real
keys to the crib, boys, keys to the v
if you at the table, then you eat what i eat
breathe what i breathe, drink what i drink
smoke what i smoke and we still mink for mink


[verse 3: styles p]
ki’s in the crib, you want keys to the crib
i got work from argentina and belize in the crib
homie holding a nina, could sneeze him a brick
knee-deep in the cocaine, trees in the six
biggie on the stereo, seven-digit flips
this is the scenario – something go wrong, it’s a burial
hit the hood, watch it go around like a merry-go
white seats, new m5, all cherry though
heard you at aces, courvoisier, toasting the n*gg*s that beat cases
knowing your connect on a name-to-name basis
eating with your fam on a day-to-day basis
weight sh*t, get the big house and the sp*ceship
team of lawyer n*gg*s
that’ll f*cking boil n*gg*s for a chain or a bracelet
n*gg*, you know i’m living fly
for the love of the game, i put a ribbon on the pie


[outro: rick ross talking]
if i’m rich now, is it too much to pray to be rich forever?
forgive me lord! forgive me
my next move; god forgives, i don’t
i think you’ll love it
rich forever!

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