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(Intro)

Remix! (Rick Ross)
Remix! (Rick Ross)
Remix! (Rick Ross)
Chevy Ridin High Boy (Yo Gotti)
Its Rickey Ross (Rick Ross)
Mon E. G. (Mon E. G.)
Through a panoramic view, pullin' haze out the jar
Rick Ross, I'm the best in the flesh
Getting blessed on the ?, it's a way to reflect
Hard work pays
Through a panoramic view, pullin' haze out the jar
Rick Ross, I'm the best in the flesh
Getting blessed on the ?, it's a way to reflect
Hard work pays
wanna take us,
Cause we bringing all of the paper, n
From nothing, to something,
You know us we the Usual Suspects.

[Rick Ross]
17 trying man up,
Ladies you are now tuned into the very best

Sho' Nuff songs

Jazze Phizzle
Rick Ross
Let's go Daddy

Rick Rizzle

M-I-YAYO

[Verse 1:]
to that Boss
All my cars black on black except the one with big gloss
Got another white on white I call that ho rick Rick Ross (Ross) (Ha ha ha ha)
Brown paper bag (I represent 17 road of New Orleans let's go)

Practice makes perfect I'm relaxing at rehearsal
I'm gonna motherfucking professional
[Intro: Mannie Fresh (Rick Ross)]
OK, I'm reloaded (Ain't expect this)
The homey, Elvis Freshly (Uh huh) and Rick Ross-teen (Nigga)
He Back (I see
Stranded on death row
Makavali's on the Maybach, kicks retro
She wanna gaze at the stars
Through a panoramic view, pull the haze out the jars

Rick Ross, I'm
to parlay a Z (good lookin' nigga)
I know my mama pullin' overtime
Pocket full of dimes
So I'm out here pullin' mine

[Chorus]

[Rick Ross]
You can't
[Rick Ross (J. Holiday)]
You Might need a passport for this one
Its international
J.Holiday!
(And we got a special guess)
Guess who, boss!
(You
the key to that Boat
All my cars black on black except the one with big gloss
Got another white on white I call that ho rick Rick Ross (Ross) (Ha ha ha
open my mouth shit that's the sound
They go "Brra-Tat-Tat" so you betta watch out 
Ouch! 

[Rick Ross] 
Bitch I got money too 
"Trilla" album comin' soon
hanging up, I'm hiding, bye
Okay, m'am, how many shots did you hear?

I don't know, I don't know, but they're coming back. I'm hiding

"We're being told by
(feat. T-Pain, Trick Daddy, Rick Ross, Plies)

DJ Khaled We're The Best
Who We Nigga
We're The Best
The Winner I Represent The Ghetto Across
reload get ya face twist
Cartel cocaine by the cases (cases)
Cartel mo' cars then the races (races)
A-K's on a lear jet (g-4)
Rick Ross I'ma Real
bankroll

[Chorus]

[Rick Ross]
Ace I see you nigga
Trilla
You m o b now nigga
You untouchable


[Rick Ross]
Big money in the dope hole
See
here girl, lemme get you this
This one Rick try to get you rich
Candy paint on my six-six (six), you can call that bitches rich
I'm out this sports,
[Intro: Lyfe Jennings] (Rick Ross talking)
It's my time (Rick Ross)
It's my time (Finna' lay back on this shit man)
(Dade County dope boy)
bankroll

[Chorus]

[Rick Ross]
Ace I see you nigga
Trilla
You m o b now nigga
You untouchable


[Rick Ross]
Big money in the dope hole
See
acts of violence
This goes deeper than rap shit
He's worth eight figures
So young niggas, boss up
I present to you, Rick Ross, the boss

[Rick
believe me it won't help you when they put you in that wood
Boy

Back in the day I had a lot of pay
But then I got saved
Took a pay cut by the way I'm
I'd like to thank the hood homie is all behind me

[Chorus]

I'm so hood
Trick Daddy, T-pain, Rick Ross
Plies
Nigga we so hood
We the best
DJ
[Chorus]
I took my bitch to lennox mall I call it tricking off
50 bricks just crossed the state, I call it getting across
Gucci, rick ross
then the races
*** on a Lear Jet
Rick Ross, I'ma real threat

I wear the *** like a girdle
Bulletproof car got me feelin' like a turtle, s***
These n***