[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Maserati, Maserati
Boy, I got two of them
Maserati, Maserati, Maserati
Maserati, Maserati
Maserati, Maserati
Maserati, boy, I just got two of them
Maserati, Maserati
Maserati
Maserati
Maserati, boy, I just got two of them

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
It's Gucci!
Got my watch on some retarded shit
Kick more shit than Bruce Lee shit
Big body Benz with [?]
She sucking my dick and enjoying it
Pistol [?] foreign whips
[?] all my cars got [?]
All my girls got [?] 200 shots in all my clips
[?] the Mazi
My girlfriend, she love some Versace
Gucci's a problem [?]
Pull out the shotty, 10 shots to your [?]
Straight out the projects,, money the topic
Stashing the re-up, and whipping the profit
Keeping it solid, Gucci's the hottest
I heard your big homie just came out the closet
[?] my off day, Friday's my [?] day
[?] race and the cash chase, in the kitchen right now, cooking [?]
Self made since 10th grade
[?] like 3 days
[?] find ways, now I'm on the freeway in that Mazi
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Maserati, Maserati
Boy, I got two of them
Maserati, Maserati, Maserati
Maserati, Maserati
Maserati, Maserati
Maserati, boy, I just got two of them
Maserati, Maserati
Maserati
Maserati
Maserati, boy, I just got two of them

[Verse 2: Philthy Rich]
It's Philthy!
I said real n***as, we don't bend
My Maserati look bo legged
My thick bitch walk bo legged
That pussy good, but I want head
I done hooked up with 1017
Over 20 bands in my fucking jeans
These little n***as my offspring
I'm Trued up, he in a [?]
Me and LaFlare from that Eastside
He ATL, I'm OAK
I'm having money, I'm sending hoes, I sip lean and blow an O a day
My belt buckle got a big ace
My lil n***a got a big case
You get shot in your fucking face
You better stay in your fucking place
Maserati on forgiatos, don't scratch the curb, bitch watch [?]
Looking for the syrup man
Better fill my [?] to the top though
It's Sen City to that Zone 6
We real n***as, we gon' eat
The realest n***as you gon' meet
[?] crosswalk, bitch, I'm in the streets
It's Philthy!
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Maserati, Maserati
Boy, I got two of them
Maserati, Maserati, Maserati
Maserati, Maserati
Maserati, Maserati
Maserati, boy, I just got two of them
Maserati, Maserati
Maserati
Maserati
Maserati, boy, I just got two of them

[Verse 3: Young Scooter]
Two Maseratis
4 diamond bricks
2 [?] hoes
4 door for licks
I don't care about them
I abanden them
Smoking gas, counting bands, wehre I'm trapping [?]
In my Maserati
Seat layed back
My trap go in circles
Like a race track
Maserati, Maserati, off the jug profit
Don't park the masi by the Bugati, I finesse [?]
My black Maserati, it's a 2 seater
Roll [?] for them dead people
For them Freebandz
Cook it underhand
I bought a Maserati off my Mexicans
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Maserati, Maserati
Boy, I got two of them
Maserati, Maserati, Maserati
Maserati, Maserati
Maserati, Maserati
Maserati, boy, I just got two of them
Maserati, Maserati
Maserati
Maserati
Maserati, boy, I just got two of them