WWW.AZCHORDS.COM | Rick Ross - Dead Presidents Chords | Ver. 1
[Intro: Rick Ross]
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Rather you than me
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If you've been f**king with me since Port of Miami
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It's been hell of a f**king journey
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M-M-Maybach Music
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Ain't nun' changed nigga
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Lil' stronger, lil' wiser, maybe a lil' more violent
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Blame it on America
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f**k it
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Beat Billionaire
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
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I'm pulling off the lot, I bought it cash
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Her future bright, don't give a f**k about her past
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Her ass be looking good inside the leggings
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But I notice that she missing all her edges
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I run the game just by running with the felons
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Poor attitude, and got rich nigga calisthenics
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Walking in the courtroom, sipping on a beverage
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I know the judge, so I got a lot of leverage
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p**sing on these b**ches is a fetish (R. Kelly)
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Fully loaded .60s smoking on a seven (all ready)
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Your dawg get a dime, you never wrote a letter
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Still in a box, got her rapping acapella
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Can't trust no people f**king with the reverend
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I got a chopper, but don't make me be the devil
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He knocking on the door and know the password
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Gave me his blessings, boy I'm hotter than the last verse
[Hook: Jeezy & Yo Gotti ]
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Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents
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Dead presidents, dead, them dead presidents
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They go to war, yeah, all my lil' niggas militant
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Let's go to trial, we guilty til' proven innocent
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Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents
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Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents
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Fed sentences, fed, f-fed sentences
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Let's go to trial, we guilty til' proven innocent
[Verse 2: Future]
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I got thirty white b**ches like Tommy Lee
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I make drug money, nigga, I make blood money
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On my third passport, and I'm geechie as f**k
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I got wet stripper pussy at the airport
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I got Bowlingreen dollars on my chopper
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Bussing down a hundred bills in the bath tub
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f**k this Philippine pussy in some house shoes
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I got dope money, nigga, I got war wounds
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Get to the clutching on the hammer, ain't no dance moves
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I was posted on the stoop, hanging with my Haitians
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The murder's on the news, all front pages
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Young niggas catching bodies, ain't no relations
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I was stacking Ben Franks in Labasa, Fiji
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They rob you two times in a row, that's a repeat
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And I'm f**king niggas hoes cause they easy
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I'm in here f**king niggas wives, balls breezy
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She gotta f**k me like she love me, like she need me
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I got my Maybach flooded out with extra TVs
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I make a movie every single f**king day
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I John Travolta when I flaunt that Patek face
[Hook: Jeezy & Yo Gotti ]
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Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents
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Dead presidents, dead, them dead presidents
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They go to war, yeah, all my lil' niggas militant
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Let's go to trial, we guilty til' proven innocent
Bm Em
Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents
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Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents
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Fed sentences, fed, f-fed sentences
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Let's go to trial, we guilty til' proven innocent
[Verse 3: Jeezy]
Let's go!
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Hands on these niggas, got the yellow bracelet
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Check off in my pocket like the yellow pages
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f**k you niggas was, when I was ashy nigga
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Loafers in the chop, I keep it classy nigga
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Build a empire, yeah that's what my state of mind
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Motherf**k 'em all, yeah that's what my state of mind
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Keep the block sober there, we call it Lego land
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Meanwhile the kids smoking like it's Amsterdam
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Dope boy prez, you know who got the truths
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Sixteen when I bought my first rollie
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Legend in my hood just like I'm Escobar
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Never ride dirties in the extra car
[Hook: Jeezy & Yo Gotti ]
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Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents
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Dead presidents, dead, them dead presidents
Bm Em
They go to war, yeah, all my lil' niggas militant
Bm G
Let's go to trial, we guilty til' proven innocent
Bm Em
Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents
Bm Em
Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents
Bm Em
Fed sentences, fed, f-fed sentences
Bm G
Let's go to trial, we guilty til' proven innocent