Crocodile Python lyrics

Closest ones to me want to see me in a box

Is it jealousy or am I cursed by the gods

My son's mother don't know when or where to start

All the years that I known her, trick never had a job

Unemployed that'll get a bitch depressed

But unlike them other, boys she watched me kill 'em with finesse

I took a turn pussy boy, pick up a book and learn

Have your ass in a church before I end the verse

Rims on the whip got it looking hypnotic

Stuffing money in my pockets as you niggas watching

Crocodile python, all my ice on

And ain't nobody fucking with me while the mics on

She so ecstatic when I fuck her with the lights on

I feel the same when my niggas send the kites home

Damn, why they want to stick me for my paper?

They want the deeds to my fruit of labor

Every time I turn around

Lawsuits put a lean on a king crown

Ten million was the last check

Devil wanna deal a nigga death or debt

They want to own every thing I own

They sends drones to survey my home

Suits designed to protect my wealth

Bloody Glock 40 to protect myself

Cubans on my neck looking like a python

On the couches I'm the one they got their eyes on

Skip your name, now they want to know your tax bracket

Tell 'em that you with me and the pussy's automatic

I paid dues in these streets

I gave so much I got nothing to lose in these streets

Family asked me am I in Illuminati

Beat twenty cases like John Gotti

White man fear a nigga with a free mind

And if you disagree tell him that he can free mine

Took my Rolex and gave me an ankle monitor

So many angles these haters'll start popping up

Renounced my citizenship and moved to Singapore

Couple tax breaks all accounts offshore

Damn, why they want to stick me for my paper?

They want the deeds to my fruit of labor

Every time I turn around

Lawsuits put a lean on a king crown

Ten million was the last check

Devil wanna deal a nigga death or debt

They want to own every thing I own

They sends drones to survey my home

Suits designed to protect my wealth

Bloody Glock 40 to protect myself

She fell in love with the flow, such a beautiful stroke

Fascinated allegation kilo grams of that coke

Roll with 25 and never knew his social number

Mac-11 for that Gucci belt to go up under

Black man's pride, see it in my eyes

Fayette county prosecutor want to take a nigga house

So much disdain for the police

Clan rally niggas swang from them oak trees

Wood wheel in the Wraith on the skinny tires

Crocodile python seats on the carbon fiber

Hot boy, stash box in the gas tank

Man of leisure to the top I took the staircase

Damn, why they want to stick me for my paper?

They want the deeds to my fruit of labor

Every time I turn around

Lawsuits put a lean on a king crown

Ten million was the last check

Devil wanna deal a nigga death or debt

They want to own every thing I own

They sends drones to survey my home

Suits designed to protect my wealth

Bloody Glock 40 to protect myself

• Artist:Rick Ross