Lyrics:
on TV"
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
And I'm letting sucka's know, that I get it for da low
I get it for da low (ROSS), I get it for da low
I get it for da low (ROSS), I get it for da low
to (blow)
Rick Ross got a lot of dough to blow
Designer jeans and a hand full of dough (yeah)
Bottle of that Rosé, pass me some more
I got, more cars,
so big like Rick Ross yeah)
I know you missing me
While I run up a check, yea you dissing me
And I can't get you back by like any means
You was stuck
that shit
(Rick Ross)
Let's get it
(Ace Hood)
Eh knock knock, bang bang
Where the cash at
If you ain't got it leave you bloody like a tampax
cluck
Them niggas left
That whole year we was running it up
I feel like
Rick Fox, Rick James, Rick Ross
Need a big block, big chain, big boss
Niggas
Putting my feets on the table I feel like Rick Ross
I ain't talking bout fame I ain't talking bout racks just feeling that
Stop playing with me
shit got me antsy
Vetements my hoodie but Rick what my pants be
Step out my house I'm as fresh as I can be
In a good mood man this bread got me dancing
Oluwa JK
Josh Kush
Getting rich
That's forever
Stay blessed
That's forever
Go poor
That will be never
Like Rick Ross
Yeh We rich forever
Getting
that, Rick Ross rip that
Khaled go hard dog, talk to 'em, Paul Wall
Holla at me, what it do, what it is?
You ain't never seen a playa like this
You can say I'm on some new shit I be number 1 and
you niggas can get the dueces,
Maybach music play it in the coupes,
Rick Rick Ross and Trey so stupid
bossing
Rick Ross
Stone Cold Steve Austin
I'm a boss
Big bossing
Rick Ross
Stone Cold Steve Austin
Look at the jewels that I'm tossed in
Look at the juice
that, Rick Ross rip that
Khaled go hard dog, talk to 'em, Paul Wall
Holla at me, what it do, what it is?
You ain't never seen a playa like this
baby whats up for tonight (sup baby deal with me)
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
[Rick Ross]
I need you baby
Riding with that sucker Not a good look
Not
now?
Who can do you better
Feet up on your couch,
Yeah, bitch I'm Rick James
Yeah, bitch I'm Rick James
(Yeah bitch) I'm Rick James!
Slap the bitch like
a bitch like Rick James
I'm Rick James
I can see the picture shattered
We can't pick the pieces of the ground
'Til the point that nothing matters
And it's
crash impact whiplash
I'm the next filly representative
Make sure you know that
Ima take your glory
Ima take your spot
Ima show who's boss like Rick Ross
only notice it if it's potent
Bottle of Perignon, we can go kick it by the ocean
Get in between your legs
Join roaches and ashes all in your bed
You
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
[Lil' Flip (Rick Ross)]
You smell that? (smell what?)
That's money
I smell money
Hahaaa
(Rossss)
I know y'all wonderin' like...
"What the hell is
Cover girl like I’m Kate Moss,
I’m a big booty babe got me looking like a big boss,
All tatted up like Rick Ross,
Runway body ready looking like Kate
only notice it if it's potent
Bottle of Perignon, we can go kick it by the ocean
Get in between your legs
Join roaches and ashes all in your bed
You
I'm back tHUG LIFE baby
Guess who's back guess who's back
Rick Ross talking facts like 2Pac's back
I'm a Thug till I die
Ain't nobody can stop me
be weighin' a block up wit that Rick Ross bangin'
If you try me I reverse ya, now you Kriss Kross swangin' yeah
Whip soft top seats off leather feet
_(cropped).jpg/218px-Rick_Ross_The_Mastermind_Tour_June_15,_2014_Toronto_(14590434716)_(cropped).jpg "Rick Ross")
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