[Intro: DJ Khaled]
Maybach music
Maybach music II remix
Let me warn you now
Maybach music III
Teflon Don, coming soon
We the best!

[Hook: T-Pain]
Realest shit I ever wrote, chilling in my Maybach
Whatever I send out, homey I'mma make back
Can you believe it? (Ooooh)
You gotta see it (Yay)
Cause I don't plan on going broke, put that on my Maybach
Cause I'm in it to win now, n***as can't take that
Listen to my Maybach music, to my Maybach music

[Verse 1: Jay Z]
Smell like summertime to me
First one to cop, I'm the Maybach muse
First one in the coup, I'm on my third six deuce
White guts, black Benz
I call that bitch affirmative action
Oreo, the Obama
Curtains drawn, they can't see me, Osama
Cashmere throws, that's a splash of class
SC initials on the Tiffany glass
I guess on the initial Maybach
I was way too official, they ain't call Jay back
I'm just a bully, I apologize
And if you would've asked I probably would've lied
This better, no pressure
As my mind reclines on white leathers
I think back to my first Maybach
Baby blue sides, I call her my Similac
Six deuce every time, I never had the Heinz
Fifty seven can't catch up to mines
No diss to Ricky, this his song
But everybody know this the shit that I've been on
No fives, no four point o's
So no partitions a no no for HOV
I'm just a top drawer n***a
Pent house every time, I'm a top floor n***a
As I drift off further
Chauffeur serves the city's observers
Oohs and aahs, they know who's inside
Though I never touch the wheel, I won't lose my drive
Oohs and aahs, they know who's inside
On the path that we choose I won't lose my stride
[Hook: T-Pain and Busta Rhymes]
(Maybach Music remix, n***a!)
Realest shit I ever wrote, chilling in my Maybach
Whatever I send out, homie I'mma make back
(Yeah!) Can you believe it? (Ooooh)
(Come on!)You gotta see it (Yay)
I am so back on my bullshit!
Cause I don't plan on going broke, put that on my Maybach
Cause I'm in it to win now, n***as can't take that (Believe me!)
Listen to my Maybach music, to my Maybach music
(Bussa Buss, n***a...)

[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
Talk about, something that supersedes greatness
Undisputed, hands down, been one of the best, you get it
Future Maybach prototypes, World Wide Web all in it
Hotel sized cribs, imported marble every floor
Butlerettes in every room, maids in every corridor
Distance to the other side of the crib is so long
It reminds me of a city block, walk to the corner store
Unimaginable raw
Conveyor belts built in the ground to move me around, fuck a n***a walking for?
No longer cut the coke, I know the people want the pure
I can read what n***as think, fuck you even talking for?
Unimaginable wealth, it's raining paper
Playing golf with politicians and my dignitary neighbors
You smell that money on me? Get to inhaling the vapors
Recession proof, ain't a situation could phase us
It's obvious that I'm back to lyrically save us
[Hook: T-Pain]
Realest shit I ever wrote, chilling in my Maybach
Whatever I send out, homey I'mma make back
Can you believe it? (Ooooh)
You gotta see it (Yay)
Cause I don't plan on going broke, put that on my Maybach
Cause I'm in it to win now, n***as can't take that
Listen to my Maybach music, to my Maybach music

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Kush burn like petroleum, crib needs custodians
Shades in all shades, these made of rhodium
Used to be the Oldsmo, hoes call it oh lo
Now I got so many horses bitches call me Polo
57, 62, tell me how you wanna move
Yea you know I got them both, beat your ass black and blue
I was barely getting pretty women
Now I scoop Emmy winners like kitty litter
Any winter Fendi denim like a slender n***a
Looking in the mirror I can see the real contender
Celery for Eben Gregory I'm on my dinner
So what the fuck is ya telling me other than your gender
I'm a boss and I'm riding like a small vault
N***as make your wheels and ride 'til they fall off
Yea, Ross
[Hook: T-Pain]
Realest shit I ever wrote, chilling in my Maybach
Whatever I send out, homey I'mma make back
Can you believe it? (Ooooh)
You gotta see it (Yay)
Cause I don't plan on going broke, put that on my Maybach
Cause I'm in it to win now, n***as can't take that
Listen to my Maybach music, to my Maybach music