Fire Verses of the Week: Rick Ross-Pandemonium

"I live by the code
wardrobe from round the globe
all I need is a kilo, a apron, show me the stove
general electric, perfected, cooking them O's
no more peanut butter sandwiches, now we looking at loaves
hoes, I need a condom for my toast, busting in these n-ggas
standing flat footed, I'm on my toes
froze, pandemonium overdose
paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed
Armadillo cigars, killers who like to play golf
heroin transactions, with russian shots of the smirnoff
playing for keeps I buss in 'em 'fore she get off
I run the city just pull up and drop the kid off
welcome to organized crime
money got me excited, I'm coming four or five times
the '45 for you n-ggas with 9 lives
Penthouse on college, money long as Ocean drive
black Chevy Tahoe's, Hatians up out the ?
my place spacious, smoking aces in Lagos
Feds get involved, I'm slipping off in the synagogue
issue you your warrant, informant, bitch I've been a boss
counting money stacks, your's counter-fitted
I made my money back, when your accountant didn't
went against the odds, its only one Rozay
my n-gga OKAY "