Wireless Pt. 2 (feat. Rick Ross) Lyrics

Wireless, Pt. 2

Yeah ugh

Clippa Duh Dam Gorilla and Rozay!

Hook

(Hook)

Its a wireless connection for my ninjas on record (swear fa God)

Ima reck it just gimme hot second!

Clientele mad as hell but they still send the mail

Check the rates and the scale

Prolifically Prevailed

It’s An Eye for an Eye

(Folk)

We Will Never Die (No!)

Hemp Hop when she roll

Cookie Cream Chocolate Dope!

Wireless Connection Folk, (Ad Lib)

It’s dat Wireless connection scope

(Wireless.. Wireless)

Verse:

(Rick Ross)

How you feeling Ricky Ross I get a million a month!

Hunned stacks on the watch

Hunned blocks on the dot

Ricky Ross new whip tennis shoes and the socks

I’m up in Secret City ya that boy got the bling on (Ad Lib)

You better get the phone from ‘em

Bricks selling like ring tones

Stepping out fresh

Stepping out clean

My nigga young mob

Dope boy and DPC (Yeah)

When I’m up in the D

We gone stunt like a dog

My niggas drop out of school

But we subject to ball

Don’t worry bout the crackers

‘Cause the crackers ain’t sharp

How I’m looking in the Phantom?

Bitch you know that I’m the mob! (Ad Lib)

See the grill in the front

Might get the feeling to flaunt

Fuck how feeling,

Ricky Ross I get a million a month!

I’m so Mob, So Mob

How I get it?

So Mob

Pulling up to the trap fresh off a blow job

Yeah them thousand dollar jeans

Pussy nigga tell that (Ad Lib)

Boy if you waiting on the side boy just hit my cell back!

Verse:

(Clippa Duh Dam Gorilla)

Clippa Duh Dam Gorilla..oh

Rock some keys and rock some boats

Why are these so fashionable

Please Cut the lace

Use open toe

Anchors on you wanka’s

Is you really getting paper

Or you stuck up on my page truly hoping we gone save ya?

It went dark for a little then we punched in some light

Then I added purple haze just to keep the spirits bright

Check the mommas mink coat

From the streets of Paree!

I was at the Palace of Versailles doing thangs on the side!

Its Bummy Boss Bummy Boss

On my beanie

Gorilla Baby is the label and it pay me

half a milli in the hillies when I’m lazy

She love my baby mama song

But still I ain’t got no babies (Oh)

Vote for me to be yo president

I’ll section 8 good residents

Reparations in no hesitants

My politics is marvelous

Da bull was feeln down on sideline

Heard a wireless tap

So I hit ya boy back!

Hook

Its a wireless connection for my ninjas on record (swear fa God)

Ima reck it just gimme hot second!

Clientele mad as hell but Dey still send the mail

Check the rates and the scale

Prolifically Prevailed

It’s An Eye for an Eye

(Folk)

We Will Never Die (No!)

Hemp Hop when she roll

Cookie Cream Chocolate Dope

Wireless Connection Folk, (Ad Lib)

It’s dat Wireless connection scope

(Wireless.. Wireless)