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[Rick Ross]
Ever seen a fat boy in a big body
Know you wanna sit by me, all you do is think bout it
Lease apartments to get kicked out it
Next day,
[Rick Ross]
Ever seen a fat boy in a big body
Know you wanna sit by me, all you do is think bout it
Lease apartments to get kicked out it
Next day,
Mo' money means more dough to blow
Mo' bottles, there's more dough to blow
Rick Ross got a lot of dough to blow

Way up in them Tallie Hills, burnin'
They love they way I shine
This world is mine, all mine

[Rick Ross]
Up early in the morning, got gold in my eye
Got a 4-5 that'll leave a hole in
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,
Rick Ross, Loyd, street life

Ain't nothin' but the street life
That's money, cars and hoes
It's the only life I chose
Street life, ain't nothin' but
heartless
Rick Ross done fed you that garbage
This is not a dis
This is just a word for the dope boy
trapping and rapping dealing with life challenges
on the way
That's on my damn grave
I'm pushing it hard (hard)
I'm pushing it south (south)
If he pushing a line (line)
He pushin for Ross (Ross)
I waited
and explore each other
All I wanna know is,when can we, 
Get away and exchange our feelings,
Keep it poppin like a movie screening, I only wanna get away
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
(talkin' 'bout ghetto life)
(In the ghetto)

"Never mind who you thought I was, I'm Rick James, bitch!" (applause)

"Cocaine is a hell of a drug"
better days on the way
That's on my damn grave
I'm pushing it hard (hard)
I'm pushing it south (south)
If he pushing a line (line)
He pushin for Ross
better days on the way
That's on my damn grave
I'm pushing it hard (hard)
I'm pushing it south (south)
If he pushing a line (line)
He pushin for Ross
Gods hands...
Block told me once, "Ross, this is God's plan"
I'm like "aw, man", a man run a label like "Amen"
Sign a Ray Charles, I could see it all
Got a circle of success you can say I'm way around it

Yeah and by the way my name is Touch????

[Verse 2 - Birdman]
Uptown roller, take it off
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
like...

[Chorus]

[Rick Ross]
HUH! {Maybach Music}
When I look in your soul, all I see is the gold
Her beauty is blinding, she's in total control
fire up i, choke from the gun smoke
That's on the boss mayn, my nina ross came
Place gangbangers, into a coffin
This is renegades, rick not really
place to go
So I evacuate the safe, hit the hood and let it blow
You thinking I ain't the king of my section, nigga you way off
My hustle make
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
reppin' my city
I be reppin' my city, no one can do it better

[Rick Ross:]
Let the top back on the Chevy
Then I crank up the boom
Smellin' Issey
fire up I, choke from the gun smoke
That's on the boss mayn, my Nina Ross came
Place gangbangers, into a coffin
This is renegades, Rick not really
The shadows of the sun
The mighty struggle on the seas
A way of life is run

I'll sing for you my father
For the ancient sacred ways
How the hunter loved
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,
Trina, Rick Ross, Hot Box..

I got a, fat pussy for a cocksucker
I got a, hideout for a cop ducker
I got a, condo for a baller nigga
I got a,