The Devil Is a Lie Songtext

von Rick Ross, Jay-Z

[Intro]
Nasty minds
We gon' get this trouble
You know whenever we link up my n*gga
They think we should come from outerspace or something
N*gga, let's get this money, n*gga
Nasty minds
R.O.C, MMG
Jay I got, I got it

[Rick Ross]
Four stacks for the heels on my bitch feet
Car seats still smelling like 10 ki's
Tell a plug that I'm lookin' for increase
Wingstop, fat boy need a 10 piece
Say a nigga name and the car start
Nigga switchin lane to lane like WalMart
Sippin Bordeaux out in Bordeaux
Hazard lights flashin' on the four door
Switch the Benzo for the Enzo
Back to the Benzo when the ends low
Switch my old bitch for my new bitch
Cuz my new bitch somethin' like a nympho
Fuck the game raw when I cam in it
Gettin' money ever since I came in it
You couldn't stop me if you tried
Motherfucker cuz the devil is a lie

[Hook]
Big guns and big whips
Rich nigga talkin' big shit
Double cup, gold wrist
Double up on that blow, bitch
Two mil on that [?]
Bow your head cuz it's time to pay ties
My position will be dead or alive
Motherfucker but the devil is a lie
The devil is a lie, bitch I'm the truth
The devil is a lie, bitch I'm the proof
The devil is a lie, the devil is a lie
Bitch I'm a lie, the devil is a lie

[Rick Ross]
Two kings on the big screen
Niggas seen a 36 at 16
100k for the 16
Niggas stick dirty but his dick clean
My money goin' on the deep end
Talkin' half a milli for the weekend
Contract liek a nigga play defense
Curtains in the maybach bitch peek in
Now the bitches wanna car hop
6 cribs for the cars in the car lot
Dope boys on the goal nigga
Went gold 6 times for a goal nigga
Black bottle and a bad bitch
Club all money where the cash is
Dubai nigga I can do it like a sheikh
Top floor nigga birds and kalik

[Hook]
Big guns and big whips
Rich nigga talkin' big shit
Double cup, gold wrist
Double up on that blow, bitch
Two mil on that [?]
Bow your head cuz it's time to pay ties
My position will be dead or alive
Motherfucker but the devil is a lie
The devil is a lie, bitch I'm the truth
The devil is a lie, bitch I'm the proof
The devil is a lie, the devil is a lie
Bitch I'm a lie, the devil is a lie

[Jay-Z]
Is it truth or it's fiction, is it truth or it's fiction
It's Hova avs I never fuck with True Religion
Am I down with the devil cuz my roof come a-missin'
Is that lucifer juice in that two cup he sippin'
That's dulce baby welcome to the dark side
Coulda got black lips for the crack shit
White jesus in my crock pot
I mix the shit with some soda
Now black jesus turn water to wine
And all I had to do was turn the stove up
East coast, winnin that life nigga cheat code
The hatin is flakin hit your free throws
The devil try to hit me with the rico, them black people
Devil want these niggas hate they own kind
Gotta be illuminati if a nigga shine
Oh we can't be a nigga if a nigga rich
Oh we gotta be the devil that's a nigga shit
See what I did to the stop and frisk
Brooklyn on at Barney's liek we on the bitch
Give the money to the hood now we all win
Got that Barney's floor lookin like a BIM
Black hoodie, black skully
Bravado like Movado boy I'm mad gully
Gettin white money but I'm still black
All these niggas claiming king but I'm still that
King Hova, mansa musa
Told my lie the devil is a lie I'm the truth ya

[Hook]
Big guns and big whips
Rich nigga talkin' big shit
Double cup, gold wrist
Double up on that blow, bitch
Two mil on that [?]
Bow your head cuz it's time to pay ties
My position will be dead or alive
Motherfucker but the devil is a lie
The devil is a lie, bitch I'm the truth
The devil is a lie, bitch I'm the proof
The devil is a lie, the devil is a lie
Bitch I'm a lie, the devil is a lie