Clouds

Lyrics

[Intro: Rick Ross] M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music (Maybach Music) V12 The Hitman This some boss shit right here Huh [Chorus: Miguel & Rick Ross] I wanna kiss your mind, babe Let's take a walk on a cloud, ay Let me taste your thoughts, babe Let's take a walk on a cloud DJ Drama Rozay [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Last night I fell asleep countin' a million cash Life wild, I only smile when I see my stash Large yacht, fast money, she need a slow cruise Cigar, Cîroc, her nigga old news Old money always put me on my new shit Hermes ahead on my to-do list Rollin' up the loud, take a walk on the clouds Take a look at my niggas, young, rich, and we wild Ain't no bitches allowed, actin' like snitchin' in style Got this gold on my neck, we teachin' new principles now Startin' the Lotus, revvin' the motors Walk on a cloud and I'm second to no one Maybach Music [Chorus: Miguel & Pusha T] I wanna kiss your mind, babe Let's take a walk on a cloud Oh, that what that feel like? Ay You know, closest full of thousand dollar shoes and shit Let me taste your thoughts, babe It feel like you walkin' on clouds, huh? Let's take a walk on a cloud Haha, yeah Just tell 'em courtesy of King Push [Verse 2: Pusha T] Uh I got you walkin' on cloud nine Yeah, your shoe collection now crowds mine, uh You only second to my first love, haha We'll just refer to her as alpine Alpina, the B7 on each headin' Like you ridin' in first class to reach Heaven, woo Close enough to see the gates open Waterfront, you don't wonder if the lakes open (Life) Balconies have you bent over (Love) Chanel samples bein' sent over, uh Shit, I swear that she was born for me Right, just keep it tight and keep it warm for me Push [Chorus: Miguel & Curren$y] I wanna kiss your mind, babe Let's take a walk on a cloud, ay Soon as I heard this one, I told Drama I'ma get it right back to 'em Let me taste your thoughts, babe Let's take a walk on a cloud That's where we wonder [Verse 3: Curren$y] I could never go broke, what my name is? (What my name is?) I'm a brand, I'm a man who became rich (Who became rich) New cars, new crib, but I ain't switch (Ain't switch) The same old niggas I been with Got this loot together sayin' ones gon' spend it Circle of winners, baby girl, I done brung you in it No iPhone pictures, you gotta live off memory Pop the hood, I show you the engine Roll through my old hood, put you up on my history Smoke joints with my niggas and catch stunts on them bum ass niggas I don't deal with, we done caught fire Now them suckas catchin' feelings but they can't reach us We in the God ceilings, cathedral-style homes Rosaries in my Rolls Royce, God put me on Rollin' somethin' choice, lightin' up raw cones She never won' come down, I promise her she won't [Chorus: Miguel] I wanna kiss your mind, babe Let's take a walk on a cloud, ay Let me taste your thoughts, babe Let's take a walk on a cloud