Presidential (Remix)

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]

I don’t tick so I’m the shit just like a presidential, I roll around

The time is ours it's really ours

Take off the H it's really ours

Put your Rollie in the sky and wave it high

Put your Rollie in the sky and wave it high

Put your Rollie in the sky and wave it high

Put your Rollie in the sky and wave it high

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]

You know the crib on the water now

The Maybach stay watered down

Project niggas giving orders now

The gold presidential just to sport around

I'm from the era of fitted caps and rental cars

Dope pushers with ambition and pretty broads

Walking on Jewish marble, hand painted the ceiling

Happy Hanukkah nigga, it's a wonderful feeling

Got my seats on the wood, playas giving me dap

Lyor like how I move, Warner right in my lap

I made a few mils, ain't mentioning Meek

Went and bought a new crib the weekend Wale released

Bitches, they keep coming, Billie Jean thumping

I need to hear the trumpets, meaning machine gunning

I ain't missing nothing, got her sipping something

I could ship her something, you know that December coming

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]

I don’t tick so I’m the shit just like a presidential, I roll around

The time is ours it's really ours

Take off the H it's really ours

Put your Rollie in the sky and wave it high

Put your Rollie in the sky and wave it high

Put your Rollie in the sky and wave it high

Put your Rollie in the sky and wave it high

[Verse 2: Rockie Fresh]

I'm a young fly nigga just reppin for my era

I be touchin hella bread like I'm workin at Panera

Got a bad bitch with me good green with me

Travelin' round the world but I'm comin from the city

Where Kanye did it, Lupe did it

Now Rockie Fresh is the next to get it

Fresh pair of Jordan's and my White Sox fitted

New gold Rollie that was Rick Ross gifted

Playin in my mind day dreaming about a time

When I get a track with Pharell

Thinkin that'll be dope as hell

I started layin' verses and makin' these rappers nervous

I love God, but I could never work at a Church's

I'm just buying chickens purses

Hangin' with the best set

Shorty love the way I be swimming in that wet-wet

I keep them flyin' in my bed that's where she jet set

Smokin with my bitch while I'm thinking of my next check

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]

I don’t tick so I’m the shit just like a presidential, I roll around

The time is ours it's really ours

Take off the H it's really ours

Put your Rollie in the sky and wave it high

Put your Rollie in the sky and wave it high

Put your Rollie in the sky and wave it high

Put your Rollie in the sky and wave it high

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]

They see me leanin' in some new shit

Now it's gold Presidential's for the crew shit

Three songs, weed crumbs on the cruise ship

I'm a boss have your ass on a news clip

She a dime but she gotta be a cool bitch

Ponytail red nails still in school bitch

Needed some cash so she ask me could she move shit

Not a chance whips got her talkin' foolish

I was skippin them classes, but I got me a master

I was gifted at Math always counted the fastest

Fish scale made me major profit margins

I'm a profit stuffer from my pockets, you niggas starvin'

Lord forgive me for my sins I'm with this pretty bitch

80 grand rubber band for some silly shit

She on that Alexander Wayne

Gold Presidential VS when I change the game

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]

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The time is ours it's really ours

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Put your Rollie in the sky and wave it high

Put your Rollie in the sky and wave it high

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[Verse 4: Rick Ross]

She want to roll with a winner now

So I let her roll with the windows down

My niggas up the road come and get it now

60 40 low we split it up the middle now

Shorty send the word I was talkin' that talk

Maybe link up in New York that's awesome as fuck

I've never been in love until I heard the beat

She never met a G until she heard of me

Third floor projects feel my point of view

Everything's number two that's when it come to you

Isabel Marant sneakers till the summer through

Fuck you on a yacht is what I wanna do

Baby girl got that wet wet, I repeat wet-wet

I'm the boss and I'm on that

White T gold Rolex

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]

I don’t tick so I’m the shit just like a presidential, I roll around

The time is ours it's really ours

Take off the H it's really ours

Put your Rollie in the sky and wave it high

Put your Rollie in the sky and wave it high

Put your Rollie in the sky and wave it high

Put your Rollie in the sky and wave it high