Lyrics:
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One night, Meek and I meet up at a
Seafood restaurant not far from his hotel
Where we are joined at the
Last minute by Rick Ross
His longtime
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
Candy all in
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
ones by Jay Z and Rick Ross she
Did that song because she was asked and
Because "Kanye's a genius" She
Did "Bang Bang"
Because she "knew it would be big"
dollar residence
Rick Ross, big chips, AKs, flip clips
Off set rims on a rear six-inch lips
Started on the benches, rose through the trenches
Now I'm
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,
Codeine, Cosign
I'm sick of lies
Rap beef headlines
All of the time
Let me live my
Life in my prime
Without these guys
Codeine, Cosign
I live life like Rick
dollar residence
Rick Ross, big chips, AKs, flip clips
Off set rims on a rear six-inch lips
Started on the benches, rose through the trenches
Now I'm
boss
Fuck Joss, he's no hoss
I hate his guts and I hope that he never pushes through
Fuck Joss, he has no sauce
Fuck Joss, tryna be Rick Ross
He has
off
Shot caller
Fuck a big coin I want big dollaz
How you be a boss
With the worker problems
You ain't Rick Ross
You a Richie dollaz
You a bitch boy
You
be rip offs
Outsiders a harleq
Biggest boss
I feel like Rick Ross
This the shit that make the people jump
We more like Criss Cross
Me and Sega
compromise I'm tryin'
To move the cross
Everyday I'm hustlin' dirty but
I ain't Rick Ross
Cut from a different cloth
Boss we gotta reach the lost make it
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
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
bussin
Run up Onna squah, might load choppa at ya muffin
Need dat cash I need dat sack no rick Ross I need two maybachs
Hold dat rock don't trip don't
PATHETIC YES I SAID IT.
FLOW SKITS Ima eat A ritz bisk real quick and slick rick ross sized shit throwin fits glitz glitchin out the games brain just for
PATHETIC YES I SAID IT.
FLOW SKITS Ima eat A ritz bisk real quick and slick rick ross sized shit throwin fits glitz glitchin out the games brain just for
at her cost
You white boy Rick
I'm like Ross
I'm a boss
I might kidnap ya dogs
Then drop them off at the morgue
Cause I'm bored
I'm good wit the tools
Ion even care if I just made a mill'
Still taking her on a cheap date
I am the boss like rick ross
Workout my pockets still fat like Rick Ross
You
t'justifies? Pourquoi tu fais l'miskine?
Ce week-end j'prends neuf balles, comme si j'étais 50
Mais j'suis le Pichichi, yeah
Avant Rick Ross tu connaissais
like Rick Ross
Bet your girl dance to this on TikTok
Big boss man with the shit hot tan
Man with a plan, forget your lockdown
Back with a bang, some shit
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
ain’t got drive like a pit stop
I flip a bag, I don’t flip flop
Double my Ms like Rick Ross
Shameless, Rick Fox
They ain’t do nothing but they always big
Just point out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen
Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin
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