Rick Ross – Drive A Ni**a Crazy Lyrics

(Pre – Chorus)
That pu**y bout to drive a ni**a crazy boy
Drive a ni**a crazy

(Verse 1 – Rick Ross)
Money on my mind, pistol on my lap
Tinted windows, ni**a I can tell you about that
If you are a penny boy don’t fall into the trap
Hate all in your heart, I feel it when you give me dap
Testify, come on ni**a now you’re petrified
Can’t sleep under your window cause they spraying pesticides
My hustle is supreme ni**a, like Supreme ni**a
Biggie on the wall, Nicki on the team ni**a
Best seller Robert Green on you streams ni**a
Puppet master, don’t make me pull the strings ni**a
Iced in and blood boil like a fiend hit it
If a fiend he had a genie, Machavelli would be near me
B**ches on my tip cause I f**k em till they drip
She make me bust a nut then I might just load the clip
You know we bout that money when you see us on the strip
The pu**y be so good but it make me want to flip
I want the gift and

(Chorus)
That pu**y bout to drive a ni**a crazy boy
Drive a ni**a crazy
This pu**y bout to drive a ni**a crazy boy
Drive a ni**a crazy
Riding through the city
This poonanie all gonna drive a ni**a crazy
Drive a ni**a crazy
This pu**y bout to drive a ni**a crazy boy
Drive a ni**a crazy

(Verse 2)
Money calls in the morning, death threats through the night
Sleep in the vest and hired a look alike
F**king on the pill, chicken bags and how we feel
Ever put your lips on a man worth a hundred mill?
Told em ain’t no stopping me, they even went and copied me
Dressed how I dress on my property
She a d**k rider but you gotta do it properly
Cause I get offers from these pretty bi**hes constantly
Click d**k g wagon change a bi**h life
Her daddy to the crib broke him with a game of dice
F**k for a buck, thats exactly what I give
Marble on the ceiling cause this crib I wanna flip
Get it how you live, dollar sign on my bib
Baby gangster, BG, gotta shout out Barry Gibb
If that pu**y pretty I could kiss it for an hour
F**king with my jewelry on, she got me in the shower

(Repeat Chorus)

(Outro)
Its a third world problem
That would make them
Big bellied rude boys