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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)
[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)
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
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***
ride, I ride for Trey-0-5 
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5) 
Rick Ross! 
Pitbull! 
The Bottom! 
Listen Nigga! 

Till a nigga D-I-E,
going forward seems like retreat 
As I rewrite rhyme after rhyme and throw away beats
Growing into my britches, outgrowing the streets
There's a thin
background] 
DJ Khaled! 
When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5 
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5) 
Rick Ross! 
Pitbull! 
The Bottom! 
Listen
leaders and they gave us dope (crack)
From the C.I.A. by way of Nicaragua, shipped to Rick Ross, he’s the black godfather
Now Oscar Blandon was his known
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
ride, I ride for Trey-0-5 
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5) 
Rick Ross! 
Pitbull! 
The Bottom! 
Listen Nigga! 

Till a nigga D-I-E,
the freaks?

Beat it up like an ass whipping
The album dropped and there's been a lot of ass kissing
But I ain't trippin', I'm trill
That's why I'm postin' with
Rick Ross: Trilla
Bird-man: brrrr!

[Webbie] 
The 'lil soldier wit nothin' clear to see wasn't nobody handin' him shit
Ridin' round town glamor
gloss
Pop a perc' now I'm on lift off
Ass still fat, it's on Rick Ross
You bitches, make a nigga dick soft
Bitch ball like I'm at tip off
Get it wet,
Rick Ross: Trilla
Bird-man: brrrr!

[Webbie] 
The 'lil soldier wit nothin' clear to see wasn't nobody handin' him shit
Ridin' round town glamor
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
gloss
Pop a perc' now I'm on lift off
Ass still fat, it's on Rick Ross
You bitches, make a nigga dick soft
Bitch ball like I'm at tip off
Get it wet,
yo, I would set it
And tell the DJ run the beat from (Ultra-magnetic)
I grab the mic and then I leave the party buzzin
Tellin all the honeys I was Slick
brown paper bag money
This for my strippers getting black plastic bag money
We're talking that bad money, that I.R.S can tax money you dig me

[Rick
at the BET awards, I was sitting right next to
Luda and Rick Ross, but who would have thought
I was just at Jim & Nick's, flipping chicken tenders and French
Freundin will 'nen Fick mit dem Big Boss
Doch ich will heut' nur abhängen wie die Bitchtits von Rick Ross
Im VIP-Bereich mit Cocktail in der Hand
Hater
still reign here,
I'm Santa Claus to these hoes without a reindeer
St. nick. ross, hey rick. I just got a toy, cost eight fifty
Now I'm in the hood,
still reign here,
I'm Santa Clause to these hoes without a reindeer
Saint Nick, Ross, hey Rick, I just got a toy, cost 850
Now I'm in the hood, niggas is
French shoe
I fuck with Wale, Ross, and my nigga French too
And me and Face just slashed the last beat up like a Ginsu
My album like a 'Rari, a lot
French shoe
I fuck with Wale, Ross, and my nigga French too
And me and Face just slashed the last beat up like a Ginsu
My album like a 'Rari, a lot
French too
And me and Face just slashed the last beat up like a Ginsu
My album like a 'Rari, a lot of dope features
Glad you bought it, now sit back