FreshCleanLyrics's video: Rick Ross feat Drake - Made Men Clean

Download: http://hulkshare.com/vhgkjorxfoc4 If you don't like that version here's another clean version: http://hulkshare.com/2gikk6k472m7 Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/pages/FreshCleanLyrics/205034286218507 #!/pages/FreshCleanLyrics/205034286218507 Lyrics: [Rick Ross] Two door Bugatti coupe I call it Katy Perry Wiz Khalifa papers smoking my favourite berry's S65 I call it Rihanna It got a red top but it's white like Madonna Made man, you hear what I said having a slumber party all my bitches counting bread made man, also known as Papi Chulo and I'm running straight up in the culo my wrist always on frio, call me chilly chill super head and super head, and I really will Californication, Motivation in my pocket got on my blue Dickie, shout out my n-gga Roccett still smoking sickie, it aint no other option not for made n-ggas and I'm never stopping I raised the bar, I set the standards my yayo, Usher Raymond, that b-tch just keep on dancing dollar bills on top of dollar bills thats all I'm throwing, if she wont her momma will made n-ggas, talking a lot of skrill 8 digits a n-gga tryna live made man, you hear what I said I got a hundred squares if you scared, called the feds made men, I'm screaming dollar bills park the trunk on the Porsche there they go, Dollar bills [Drake] Riding round the city, plastic cup of Henny find a n-gga like me, truth to be told, I don't know many I say shout my driver Lauren, thats 62 with curtains cant see shit, I don't know where the f-ck I'm at for certain when it boils down, I'm just a T.O n-gga but bitches tell me that I look just like a creole n-gga New Orleans know it's love, everytime I'm in town shout out my n-gga 'Tez, thats my brother my round spending tomorrows money, I call it mañana off the rack just aint my style, I call it designer one of my baddest women ever, I call her Rihanna but thats cause her name is Rihanna! I'm in the condo just posting watching Miami kill I might just walk to the arena and watch it for real Ashes to ashes, me, Rozay and Khaled smoking bull riders, shit moving slow as a ballad tattoo on your ass, it'd be nice if you show me I'm buying bitches furs, Mike Tyson, Naomi I've got the right to do it, it's only right to do it love me some head, and I love a woman that likes to do it still love my team, aint no other option not for made n-ggas and I'm never stopping I'm Damon Wayans, just know that homie don't play that you know we running my n-gga, Young money, Maybach [Chorus] [Rick Ross - Verse 3] Black panorama, I call it T-Pain I got my autotune, that bitch insane got my revolver too, I call it Ving Rhames you still a baby boy, we doing big things street n-ggas, you hear what I said I got some bad news, Jabar back in the feds facing twenty, he just did a dime been out a year, look like he finna ride genocide, these people killing time throw you in a hole, you must be penalised soon as you see success, haters reinvest miami gardens drive, half a million nothing less raised the bar, I set the standards my yayo Mc Hammer, that bitch just keep on dancing Michael Jackson, let it moonwalk set it on the napkin, let it cool off [Chorus] ***Please Subscribe***