Rick Ross – Dog Food – Lyrics

Dog Food by Rick Ross

(Verse)

I stroll up your block, I go where I wanna

I look like a baller, I talk like a owner

Shoot for the stars, shoot up your corner

Black Bel Air baller, bust em like a Corona

Ni**a mean with the rock, blow trout in the lot

Heidi Klum and my neighbors, sippin sazerac with Barack

Blonde bi**h is the bomb, she know I'm a threat

A ni**a rich as Saddam, just build a house in Tebet

It's that dog food ni**a, know I'm killing the bi**h

It's that A L Post post talk, you getting kibble and bits

They talking fast talk now, they send us in quick

You in your bed tied down, you on some menacing s**t

Timberland boots, black trench coat

Kept on all of my chains, cuz this game cutthroat

Ni**a's wanna be weasels, till they put in the

Snatch you like Joey? Walk through the city of dough

Got a few watches, got some s**t up my sleeve

Got you bi**h in the Lamborghini, she barley can breathe

I don't know her name, I call her passenger seat

All I want is a brain, so fuck a master degree

I ball like I'm Maly, ball like I'm Wade, ball like I'm Bron

I like the lobster filet

My obsession is hoes, stone crabs outta Joes

I can make one wish, murder all of my foes

Shades cost 10, my car half a mil

They say I'm the man, shawty low know it real

We keep the cash in the back, keep them guns in the front

You know just where we at, so you can come when you want

I fill my cut to the top, whether purple or not

My bi**h look like Toni Braxton, from you making me hot

Throw the white in the pot, my future look bright

Did my wrongs in the dark, long as that paper look right

It's that dog food ni**a, it's that Al Poe top

I can jump off a jet, and go jump straight in the water

If there's beef then there's beef, they can't sleep on me

My dogs dressed like ninjas, the rice on me

Life is a gamble, I'm so mean with the dice

Head crack with the left, I'm hitting trips with right

I'm in that bi**h, bi**h I'm on fire

I'm in that bi**h, I'm on fire, bi**h I'm on fire

It's the dog food, let my dogs eat

No, she a dog, bi**h, I let my dog beat

I'm in my dogs Bens, and had it all week

I'm sipping Bel AIr, I'm tryna drown me

So f**k the rap game, they tried to down me

I'm still strapped mayne, it's county

If you a f**k boy, stay the f**k from 'round me

If you a f**k boy, stay the f**k from 'round me

Stones in my pocket, stone washed jeans

Label the Mastermind my, elaborate schemes

They say I'm a, because I gotta prefect it

Take 200 racks just the huh on your racket

It's the dog food let my dogs eat

I got 50Ms, I'm talking straight cheese

50Ms, I'm talking straight cheese