Minks In Miami Lyrics – Rick Ross | Set in Stone

Read the full Minks In Miami lyrics by Rick Ross from the album Set in Stone along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Rick Ross's music, you can also explore Room For the Yacht and Crocodile Birkins, two other songs by Rick Ross.

[Intro: Rick Ross & French Montana]
Maybach Music
Damn gang
It's one of those moments, let's go (Montana, Boss Don), huh

[Verse 1: Rick Ross & French Montana]
Uh, minks in Miami, shawty know that I'ma winner
Killed my little mans so you know I gotta get him (Haan)
Losing all my homies got me living with regrets
Blood, sweat and tears help me get up outta ghet (Bow-bow-bow)
Look into the eyes of a motherfu*king boss
Struggle growing up, I refuse to take a loss
Getting to the money and I hope it lasts forever
Lonely at the top but life couldn't be better
Jet to New Orleans, mansion in the Frеnch Quarter
All my jewels on mе like the legend, Rich Porter
Pretty boy swag with a Rick Ross aura
Had to call her back 'cause she squirt that water

[Chorus: Max B & Rick Ross]
Yeah, all my n!ggas is rich from hard work
Made it out the gutter from hard work
Million in jewelry, my n!gga, my charms burst
B0mb work, you lost to the don first
I just wanna elevate (Just wanna elevate, baby)
Pop bottles in Bel Aire and let's go celebrate (Uh), yeah

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
God is the greatest, baby, all praise due
On a sunny day I'm in a dark gray coupe
Gambles paid off, I just wanna roll dice
Snowing that white, we was up four nights
Still a dope boy till the wheels fall off
Check a bad b!tch then I fu*k her raw dog
Change y'all fits three times everyday
DoorDash food, new pu*sy on the way
Bankroll fat, best seats at the game
Get ya face cut when you speak a n!gga name
City all mine, big props to the game
Money on time, made him count it 'fore I came

[Chorus: Max B & French Montana]
Yeah, all my n!ggas is rich from hard work (Haan)
Made it out the gutter from hard work (Haan)
Million in jewelry, my n!gga, my charms burst (Haan)
B0mb work, you lost to the don first (Woo)
I just wanna elevate (Just wanna elevate, baby)
Pop bottles in Bel Aire and let's go celebrate

[Verse 3: French Montana]
Aye, coke wave got New York City back breathing
Go tell my sons I'ma claim 'em, it's tax season (Woo)
We did a lot wrong things for the right reasons
Shawty took her clothes off before I put the house keys in
Hating from the start? I ain't forget about that
It's lonely at the top but that's where the penthouse at (Ahh)
I might just hit Dubai and forget about rap
But my boys out the box, time to take the town back
Plus the mansion on the beach about 30 mill (Haan)
When it comes to the culture we the holy grail (Haan)
Don 'Tega cop a brick before he cop a rollie (Haan)
From Morocco to the Bronx, b!tch, one and only (Haan)

[Chorus: Max B]
Yeah, all my n!ggas is rich from hard work
Made it out the gutter from hard work (Hard work)
Million in jewelry, my n!gga, my charms burst
B0mb work, you lost to the don first, yeah
I just wanna elevate (Just wanna elevate, baby)
Pop bottles in Bel Aire and let's go celebrate