Latest English Track Season Ticket Holder Lyrics Written by Rick Ross and Produced by Sap. The Song is Sung by Rick Ross, Feat. Dwyane Wade, Raphael Saadiq & UD.
SEASON TICKET HOLDER LYRICS
SINGER RICK ROSS, FEAT. D. WADE, RAPHAEL SAADIQ, UD PRODUCER SAP LYRICIST RICK ROSS, JONATHAN KING, DWYANE WADE, RAPHAEL SAADIQ
PLAY SEASON TICKET HOLDER SONG https://lyricsaddiction.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/02/Rick-Ross-Season-Ticket-Holder-Official-Music-Video-ft.-D.-Wade-Raphael-Saadiq-UD.mp3 SEASON TICKET HOLDER LYRICS – RICK ROSS Hey, UD What’s good, my boy? Mr. 305, Wade County Yessuh, 16 years later We don’ made history Three rings on our fingers Pockets gettin’ fatter (Uh) Nigga, we gettin’ greater
I’m the son of a saint (Mm) Still considered a sinner (Ha) Three rings on his finger (What?) Yeah, that boy was a winner (Winner) Never known as a singer But this might be a single (Facts) Always bet on your homies Then go buy the casino (Ballin’) Ball is my passion Check my stats if they askin’ (Uh) Shorty checkin’ my page (She what?) She follow my fashion (I’m clean) My life is a film and Gab’s the lead (My First Lady) She’s so precious to me That’s the air that I breathe (Time to go) Time to fuel up the jet (Where we goin’?) D. Wade jersey the drip (Yup) Lamborghinis to match (Whoo) Count through G’s on the strip (We out) These haters beneath us (Uh-huh) As I’m lacin’ my sneakers (You D. Wade?) Season 16 (Yeah) Lamborghinis and Neiman’s
I’m shootin’ my shot (Shot) Every car that I cop (Cop) Every record I break (Break) Every rock in my watch (Ah) Every step that I take (Take) Still won’t accept no mistakes (Nah) I’m talkin’ major league, never minimum wage So proud to be niggas (Niggas) The decent of a slave (Uh) Motorcades, several Mercedes So get out my way Tangerines, deal in my slippers Still twistin’ up dank (Uh) Shed a tear for all my homies Black Bo and E. Gates (Black) Let’s find a masseuse (Uh) Then inspire the youth If it’s best for the hood Then let’s call it a truce My chains get tangled (Tangled) These niggas be hateful (Hate) My momma still prayin’ (Prayin’) So really I’m grateful (Ella) (Maybach Music)
I’m still here lookin’ through the window Watchin’ the days go by Watchin’ the sun rise Why don’t you try? Ah-ha-ah-ha Ah-ha I’m still here lookin’ through the window Watchin’ the days go by Watchin’ the sun rise Why don’t you try? Ah-ha-ah-ha Ah-ha-ah-ha
I promise to pray for a positive fate Had the world in your palms But he caught him a case Shed a tear in the court He got boxed in the crate Then they shipped him up north Mom just sat in a daze The bottles on ice (Ice) The models be nice (Yeah) We call it run and shoot Any problems tonight (Uh) Serve ’em like Boris Becker I want two hundred Checkers So if they wanna slow our records It just won’t affect us (Ha-ha-ha) Take my boys to Mecca (Boss) All my niggas blessed (Maybach Music) Smokin’ with my dawgs You can smell the relish They try to give me hell I’ll bet I get to heaven (Yeah) I stay away from 12 I’m such a gifted felon (Ah) I’m seated on the floor (Floor) She can see the loafers (Whoo) Showin’ love to the season ticket holders (Whoo) Showin’ love to the season ticket holders (Whoo) Showin’ love to the season ticket holders (Whoo)
We do this for the city U? What? The whole city
I’m still here lookin’ through the window Watchin’ the days go by Watchin’ the sun rise Why don’t you try? Ah-ha-ah-ha Ah-ha I’m still here lookin’ through the window Watchin’ the days go by Watchin’ the sun rise Why don’t you try? Ah-ha-ah-ha
RICK ROSS – SEASON TICKET HOLDER OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO
