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  • J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League
    Hey!

    Realest s*** I ever wrote, chillin' in my Maybach
    Whatever I send out, homie, I'ma make back
    Can you believe that? Whoa-ooh-ooh
    You gotta see it (Hey!)
    'Cause I don't plan on goin' broke, put that on my Maybach
    'Cause I'm in it to win now, ni***s can't take that
    Listen to my Maybach music
    To my Maybach music

    [Verse 1: Kanye West]
    Martin, Louie the King Jr
    Startin' all that stuntin' is gon' ruin you
    If B.I. was alive, he'd prob'ly have the 2-tone
    With the Grey Poupon, anything 'Ye poop on
    Will explode, 'cause I am the s***, and this is my commode
    Uh-oh, there they go
    Talking 'bout how your boy's clothes extra tight
    I just remembered that my limelight extra bright
    I hit the strip club and girls get extra hype
    You hit the strip club and girls turn extra dyke
    We know who not getting no sex tonight
    And a lap dance'd probably be a blessin', right?
    So all the s*** you talking dead, coffin
    Like the weed, coughing, new crib, loft in
    Where it's at? Austin, where is that? Texas
    What's in front? Benzes, what else? Lexus
    Well, who's Maybach is this? Mr. West's!
    Hey! Realest s*** I ever wrote, chillin' in my Maybach
    Whatever I send out, homie, I'ma make back
    Can you believe that? Whoa-ooh-ooh
    You gotta see it (Hey!)
    'Cause I don't plan on goin' broke, put that on my Maybach
    'Cause I'm in it to win now, ni***s can't take that
    Listen to my Maybach music
    To my Maybach music

    [Interlude: Rick Ross]
    Boss!

    [Verse 2: Rick Ross]
    Kush burn like petroleum, crib needs custodians
    Shades in all shades, these made of rhodium
    Used to be the Oldsmo, hoes call it oh-lo
    Now I got so many horses, bi***es call me Polo
    57, 62, tell me how you wanna move
    Yeah, you know I got them both
    Beat your a** black and blue (Yeah!)
    I was barely gettin' pretty women
    Now I scoop Emmy winners like kitty litter
    Any winter, Fendi denim like a slender ni***
    Lookin' in the mirror, I can see the real contender
    Celery for Eben Gregory, I'm on my dinner
    So what the f*** is you telling me other than your gender?
    I'm a boss, and I'm ridin' like a small Vogue
    Ni***s make your wheels and ride 'em 'til they fall off
    Yeah! Ross!
    Hey! Realest s*** I ever wrote, chillin' in my Maybach
    Whatever I send out, homie, I'ma make back
    Can you believe that? Whoa-ooh-ooh
    You gotta see it (Hey!)
    'Cause I don't plan on goin' broke, put that on my Maybach
    'Cause I'm in it to win now, ni***s can't take that
    Listen to my Maybach music
    To my Maybach music

    [Interlude: Lil Wayne]
    Well, all right!
    Hehehe

    [Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
    All-black Maybach, I'm sittin' in the a**hole
    Classy as a mother, still gutter like a bad bowl
    Benjamin Franklin on X how that cash roll
    That's right, them mils do, like damp clothes
    I eat your meal, too, we don't feel you
    And we be strapping up like the Navy SEAL do
    Sweet as banana-split every time I peel through
    Fresher than Will Smith and Uncle Phil too
    Watching TV in the Maybach in traffic
    I'm on my feet like Tough-Actin' Tinactin
    I'm running this s***, you should try tackling
    Lil Wayne in one word? Immaculate
    You see the Biggie, see the Jay, the 2Pac in him
    The Kurt Cobain, the Andre Three Stacks
    And then I'm back to doin' s*** like I do's it
    Maybach Music!
    Hey! Realest s*** I ever wrote, chillin' in my Maybach (Yeah!)
    Whatever I send out, homie, I'ma make back (Young Mula, baby!)
    Can you believe that? Whoa-ooh-ooh (Oww!)
    You gotta see it (Hey!)
    'Cause I don't plan on goin' broke, put that on my Maybach
    'Cause I'm in it to win now, ni***s can't take that
    Listen to my Maybach music
    To my Maybach music
  • [00:13.108] J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League
    [00:18.163] Hey!
    [00:19.408]
    [00:19.561] Realest s*** I ever wrote, chillin' in my Maybach
    [00:22.675] Whatever I send out, homie, I'ma make back
    [00:26.066] Can you believe that? Whoa-ooh-ooh
    [00:29.159] You gotta see it (Hey!)
    [00:31.480] 'Cause I don't plan on goin' broke, put that on my Maybach
    [00:34.520] 'Cause I'm in it to win now, ni***s can't take that
    [00:38.942] Listen to my Maybach music
    [00:42.212] To my Maybach music
    [00:43.529]
    [00:43.731] [Verse 1: Kanye West]
    [00:43.871] Martin, Louie the King Jr
    [00:46.395] Startin' all that stuntin' is gon' ruin you
    [00:49.378] If B.I. was alive, he'd prob'ly have the 2-tone
    [00:52.280] With the Grey Poupon, anything 'Ye poop on
    [00:55.372] Will explode, 'cause I am the s***, and this is my commode
    [00:59.766] Uh-oh, there they go
    [01:01.767] Talking 'bout how your boy's clothes extra tight
    [01:04.739] I just remembered that my limelight extra bright
    [01:07.614] I hit the strip club and girls get extra hype
    [01:10.625] You hit the strip club and girls turn extra dyke
    [01:13.716] We know who not getting no sex tonight
    [01:16.562] And a lap dance'd probably be a blessin', right?
    [01:19.550] So all the s*** you talking dead, coffin
    [01:22.596] Like the weed, coughing, new crib, loft in
    [01:25.358] Where it's at? Austin, where is that? Texas
    [01:28.403] What's in front? Benzes, what else? Lexus
    [01:31.549] Well, who's Maybach is this? Mr. West's!
    [01:34.302] Hey! Realest s*** I ever wrote, chillin' in my Maybach
    [01:37.501] Whatever I send out, homie, I'ma make back
    [01:40.700] Can you believe that? Whoa-ooh-ooh
    [01:43.714] You gotta see it (Hey!)
    [01:46.416] 'Cause I don't plan on goin' broke, put that on my Maybach
    [01:49.465] 'Cause I'm in it to win now, ni***s can't take that
    [01:53.840] Listen to my Maybach music
    [01:57.012] To my Maybach music
    [01:58.286]
    [01:58.443] [Interlude: Rick Ross]
    [01:58.581] Boss!
    [02:02.185]
    [02:02.881] [Verse 2: Rick Ross]
    [02:03.955] Kush burn like petroleum, crib needs custodians
    [02:07.523] Shades in all shades, these made of rhodium
    [02:10.382] Used to be the Oldsmo, hoes call it oh-lo
    [02:13.371] Now I got so many horses, bi***es call me Polo
    [02:16.408] 57, 62, tell me how you wanna move
    [02:19.492] Yeah, you know I got them both
    [02:21.116] Beat your a** black and blue (Yeah!)
    [02:23.556] I was barely gettin' pretty women
    [02:25.845] Now I scoop Emmy winners like kitty litter
    [02:28.524] Any winter, Fendi denim like a slender ni***
    [02:31.531] Lookin' in the mirror, I can see the real contender
    [02:34.494] Celery for Eben Gregory, I'm on my dinner
    [02:37.483] So what the f*** is you telling me other than your gender?
    [02:40.664] I'm a boss, and I'm ridin' like a small Vogue
    [02:43.651] Ni***s make your wheels and ride 'em 'til they fall off
    [02:47.088] Yeah! Ross!
    [02:49.071] Hey! Realest s*** I ever wrote, chillin' in my Maybach
    [02:52.525] Whatever I send out, homie, I'ma make back
    [02:56.328] Can you believe that? Whoa-ooh-ooh
    [02:59.030] You gotta see it (Hey!)
    [03:01.296] 'Cause I don't plan on goin' broke, put that on my Maybach
    [03:04.459] 'Cause I'm in it to win now, ni***s can't take that
    [03:08.720] Listen to my Maybach music
    [03:12.208] To my Maybach music
    [03:14.399]
    [03:14.537] [Interlude: Lil Wayne]
    [03:14.693] Well, all right!
    [03:17.984] Hehehe
    [03:18.811]
    [03:18.997] [Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
    [03:19.149] All-black Maybach, I'm sittin' in the a**hole
    [03:22.477] Classy as a mother, still gutter like a bad bowl
    [03:25.659] Benjamin Franklin on X how that cash roll
    [03:28.576] That's right, them mils do, like damp clothes
    [03:31.795] I eat your meal, too, we don't feel you
    [03:34.646] And we be strapping up like the Navy SEAL do
    [03:37.726] Sweet as banana-split every time I peel through
    [03:40.634] Fresher than Will Smith and Uncle Phil too
    [03:43.461] Watching TV in the Maybach in traffic
    [03:46.530] I'm on my feet like Tough-Actin' Tinactin
    [03:49.541] I'm running this s***, you should try tackling
    [03:52.499] Lil Wayne in one word? Immaculate
    [03:55.633] You see the Biggie, see the Jay, the 2Pac in him
    [03:58.745] The Kurt Cobain, the Andre Three Stacks
    [04:01.333] And then I'm back to doin' s*** like I do's it
    [04:03.957] Maybach Music!
    [04:04.923] Hey! Realest s*** I ever wrote, chillin' in my Maybach (Yeah!)
    [04:07.650] Whatever I send out, homie, I'ma make back (Young Mula, baby!)
    [04:10.984] Can you believe that? Whoa-ooh-ooh (Oww!)
    [04:14.136] You gotta see it (Hey!)
    [04:16.377] 'Cause I don't plan on goin' broke, put that on my Maybach
    [04:19.537] 'Cause I'm in it to win now, ni***s can't take that
    [04:23.964] Listen to my Maybach music
    [04:27.623] To my Maybach music