Holy Ghost

[Intro]

Heh, what is this? (Maybach Music)

I like this Maybach Music

(Sweet!) Hahahah...

[Interlude: Diddy]

Bugatti Boyz

Yo turn up the motherfuckin' lights

You know what it is

Yeah, fuck your dreams, nigga

This reality, yeah, take that

[Chorus: Rick Ross]

They say I'm gettin' money, must be Illuminati

Talking to the Holy Ghost, in my Bugatti

He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in

He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in

They say I'm gettin' money, must be Illuminati

Talking to the Holy Ghost, in my Bugatti

He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in

He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]

Lord knows, that boy done been about it

Lord knows, that boy'll catch a body

Phone ringing, gotta be the Mexicans

Phone ringing, gotta be the Mexicans

Being dead broke is the root of all evil

Get money, my nigga, do good with your people

I got the calico, I got the dynamite

They wanna do it big? Pick a time tonight

Back to these bitches following my timeline

Back to these crackers following my timeline

Got the phone tapped, I think I'm being followed

Touch him with the Holy Ghost, can you hear me Father?

[Interlude: Diddy]

Father, please protect me from brokeness

And bitch ass niggas, bitch ass bitches too

Keep 'em away

[Chorus: Rick Ross]

They say I'm gettin' money, must be Illuminati

Talking to the Holy Ghost, in my Bugatti

He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in

He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in

They say I'm gettin' money, must be Illuminati

Talking to the Holy Ghost, in my Ferarri

He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in

He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]

Work! That's all my niggas workin' with

Work! That's all my niggas lurkin' with

My teacher told me that I was a piece of shit

Seen her the other day, driving a piece of shit

Work! Exactly what I'm screamin' ho

Certified, 8 digit nigga, triple beamin' ho

Hah! You talkin' to the Holy Ghost

I'm smokin' 'til I overdose

Uh, when I fuck she let her pussy soak

Even my lawyer be askin is it dope

Never break the code, shock me with a million volts

I'm forever dope, touched by the Holy Ghost

[Interlude: Diddy]

You see, they hate what they don't understand

Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do

Let's go

[Chorus: Rick Ross]

They say I'm gettin' money, must be Illuminati

Talking to the Holy Ghost, in my Bugatti

He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in

He knockin' on the do' don't let the Devil in