Sixteen (十六) (Album Version) - Rick Ross (里克·罗斯)/André 3000 (André Lauren Benjamin) Written by：William Roberts/Erik Ortiz/Kevin Crowe/Kenneth Bartolomei/Andre Benjamin André 3000： When 16 ain't enough Rick Ross： It's funny because it's been on my mind lately Having a d**e beat d**e idea Sixteen bars ain't enough How the f**k can I squeeze my whole life into a 16 bar verse You know so many different levels to living your life Depicting with your wordplay exactly what life means to you Sixteen ain't enough I know y'all gonna feel me on this one You gotta feel me on this one It's funny how things change funny how time fly More than my feet travel the more that I feel fly More that I make now the more that the chicks smile She call me a local ni**a I opened a Swiss account Eisenhower status Etta James on the dash Smooth as John Coltrane cruising in the Cadillac Seville feel my life on the real We the Last Poets so this is a world premiere Rolling like Mick Jagger the women just getting badder All I see is the money cream Eric Clapton And all I wanted was one 16 ain't enough Talking that fast money 15 every month When your people labelled poor that motivated me more Everything I ever wore was once worn before Roll with the punches now it's box office numbers Dressed like Sammy Davis steaming my marijuana Double MG's double M fees We in every hood ni**a government cheese Yacht to Yacht masters Old Dirty Bastard Floor seat for the heat paper that I'm stacking Better put away a penny for the rainy days Pick and roll give and go f**k a fade away Living like Scottie Pippen dribble riddles for vittles Started off with a scribble now I'm flowing a river She say my heart cold I'm naming my son December Whitney died night before the Grammys damn what a memory Trump Tower and I started with a 10 speed Born broke had to use a ni**a's instincts Now I get a hundred racks for the 16 Waking up to turkey bacon and my thick queen Niggas hating I'm just watching on the big screen 3 Stacks on the beat and the kicks mean André 3000： When 16 ain't enough You know how sometimes you got so much to say but When 16 ain't enough They on they only give you 16 Man it's like I mean I got so much to say you know The world has said so much to me And I just wanna give right back to 'em you know When 16 ain't enough But I only get 16 that's like a cage you know When 16 ain't enough I really can't say what I wanna say you know it's just a glimpse That's all just one uh one little single glimpse Just a page But I guess I'm defeating the purpose of doing all this talking Summer '88 or was it '89 Or was it wintertime Ah never mind I'm in my room booming Drawin' LL Cool J album covers with Crayolas on construction paper I'm trying to f**k my neighbor I'm tryna hook my waves up I'm tryna pull my grades up to get them saddle lace ups Before lil' Marc was Jacob before them girls wore makeup Before my voice would break up before we'd tour them shake clubs Before my mama wake up before my crumbs would cake up Before they tell me they love me and we'll never break up Before the time she makes love to someone that I thought was my homeboy But boy was I wrong now I don't budge don't want much just a roof and a porch And a Porsche and a horse and unfortunately But of course an assortment of torches that scorches the skin when they enter Intruders whose tutors did a lousy job How's he God if he lets Lucifer let loose on us That noose on us won't loosen up but loose enough to juice us up Make us think we do so much and do it big Like they don't let us win I can't pretend But I do admit it feel good when the hood pseudo celebrate Hence why every time we dine we eat until our belly aches Then go grab the finest wine and drink it Like we know which grape and which region it came from As if we can name 'em hint hint it ain't um Welch's Hell just fell three thousand more degrees cooler Y'all can't measure my worth But when you try you'll need a ruler made by all the Greek gods Because the odds have always been stacked against me when back's against the wall 404

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