Season Ticket Holder
Raphael Saadiq, UD, D. Wade, Rick Ross
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Hey, UD (Maybach Music) What's good, my boy? Mr. 3-0-5 (yes sir), Wade County Sixteen years later We done 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 (woo) 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 sixteen (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 mama 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 Take my boys to Mecca (boss) All my niggas blessed (Maybach Music) Smokin' with my dogs You can smell the relish They try to give me hell I'll bet I get to heaven (yeah) I stay away from twelve I'm such a gifted felon (ah) I'm seated on the floor (floor) She can see the loafers (hoo) Showin' love to the season ticket holders (woo) Showin' love to the season ticket holders (woo) Showin' love to the season ticket holders (woo) 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 (Man how does it feel? you grew up here) Watchin' the sun rise Why don't you try? (How does it feel?) Ah-ha-ah-ha (Shit it feel great, baby) I never been to South Beach 'til I got the DMV I just want you to know that my boy Man listen, we put on for the city, sixteen years Five finals, three rings, we put those trophies over our head We put on for the Shit, man let me calm down man, Don't calm down ('fore I say something in this booth) Ride out my nigga, ride out, ride out ('fore I say something in this booth that) You the motherfuckin' Mr. 305 nigga, do what you do Nigga I got my own county (man) Listen the love of the city has been crazy man, I appreciate it all Thanks for giving me my own county I told these niggas man, you got the beach I gotta cross that bridge Niggas can't play with us man You can't do nothing around here boy Hey Ross, man ain't nothing but love baby Big homie, you know what is always Still with the shits three rings later though (ah-ha-ah-ha)
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Written by: Dwayne Tyrone Wade Jr., Jonathan King, Raphael Saadiq, Rick Ross
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