Free Spirit (ft Rick Ross)

(Rick Ross)
Tat My name on you girl
So i know it’s real
Tat My fuc*** name on
You so I know it’s real…

(Drake)
Tell a bitch girl go hang
You know me: Rolex gold chain
f*** y’all niggas xo gang
Get so drunk you forgot your name
smoking out to my own shit
Got black wood in my white grain
Bitch I’m talking off
with that light chain

I’m Drizzy Drake to my old bitches
Voodoo child to my new hoes
I Miss this and i want it back
Si I’m all in with these new flows
New flows got new flows
Rap is stress but it pays great
Pimp flows and screen flows
My shit is sounding like rae Tapes

Lemme go on and hit that cup
Once I’m nigga hit that roll
These days going by too fast
Give me anything to
Make this shit slow
Money in my safe but I’m Dangerous
They told me shit would chance
But I don’t really any chance in us
Tat my name on you
So I know it’s real
Tat my fuc*** name on
yoy so I know it’s real
I know it hurts
But I ain’t Tryna hear it
Cause when I’m not around
I still be there in spirit
You’ll still be mine
You’ll still be mine
Tat my fuc*** name on you
When i go you still be mine
I’m till be yours
Tat my fuc*** name on you
Let E’m Know
You love the boy wassup!

(Rick Ross)
I fondle the money
Fornicate with a fortune
I play with her mind
She masturbate in my porsche
Simple love, Simple Math
Her chest nice
Not a wrinkle in her ass
Puffing Purplr hash
Welcome to my power circle
Sucker free no snitching
and we know when cowards working

Rolls royce rolling
Rolls go rollies
NBA accountants. Amounts
They gettin unholy
My mama still praying
For the rubberband man
When them wheels land
Travis Parker drums Playing
Tap dance to my drum roll
I Love a bitch that know
To keep me one rolled

(Drake)
Tat my name on you
So I know it’s real
Tat my fuc*** name on you
So I Know it’s real
I know it hurts
But I ain’t tryna hear it
Cause when i’m not around
I still be there in spirit
you’ll still be mine
You’ll still be mine
Tat my fuc*** name on you When i go you still be mine
I’ll still be yours
Tat my fuc*** name on you
Let E’m know
Your Love the boy Wassup!

I Don’t have to work in the morning
So i always stay for more
f*** what they say, I’m telling you
There’s no side effects, I’m sure
Went some old shit
To drivers opening doors
This my Town
If you need something
Just ask for it, it’s yours
If you ask for it, It’s done
I could western union some money
Get yur passport and income
You’ll meet everybody I know

Firts it might seem like a lie
But they all playing they roll
Put that on everything that i got
And all I care about is my city , Man
I can’t say it’s enough
I dunn heard thing about you
They can’t say about us
I Just hold it down for my side
I Juts Hold it for my set
I just give everybody a piece of this
And make due with whats Left
Yeah i do this shit till I’m gone
I told you it’s your world
You fools thinkin I’m wrong
Stop asking how
The fuc*** needle feel
Tat my fuc*** name on you
Let E’m Know
Let these niggas know
It’s Real Wassup!

Tat my name on you
So I know it’s real
Tat my fuc*** name on you
So I know it’s real
I know it hurts
But I ain’t tryna hear it
Cause when I’m not around
I still be there in spirit
You’ll still be mine
You’ll still be mine

Tat my fuc*** name on you
When I go
You still be mine
You still be mine
I’ll Still be yours
Tat my fuc*** Name on you
Let e’m Know
You love the Boy Wassup!