Rick Ross – Headache lyrics

[Intro: French Montana]
Haan!
Rozay!
Haan!

[Hook: French Montana]:
Small talk, give me a headache
Fuck boys, give me a headache
Fake bitches, give me a headache
Little money, give me a headache
All them fake jewels give me a headache
Bitch fake bag, give me a headache
Hating niggas give me a headache
Hating bitches give me a headache
[?]
[?]
100 chains, I'm cold blooded
[?]

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
It get hot up in the streets, We always cooking beef
Why are you telling on the gang, could of took a plea
Young shooters we recruiting like we Booker T
Hit em in the club so he went and took a seat
Nigga leaking like a album week before release
Use to run the world, now he barely on his feet
Ski mask in the suite, sticks in the uber
Tailgating in the streets, bricks in the cooler
Getting money, never cared that LeBron left
Cause I thought getting wealthy was the concept
I just want to be the richest, they say I'm the nicest
Money team 1990, I'm Michael Tyson
Get your money IRS, give me a headache
Every record that them niggas make, give me a headache
[?], give me a headache
[?], give me a headache

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Valet at the spot, they put my name on it
Fuck her like a [?], you know I came on it
[?] got a [?], I make it rain on it
I kill for your prayer, do the same on it
Wood seats at the game, they call it Ricky row
She dancin' on my dick until she tippy-toe
Pullin' on them pistols till they tapping out
[?]
Blue denim jeans, black bite jacket
[?]
Lean to the left, lean to the right
[?] get you buried on sight
[?] give me a headache
We never get em cause we hit em double OMB
Hood Billionaire but a bird on it
Be a man, [?]

[Hook]

[Verse 3: French Montana]