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Jazze Phizzle
Rick Ross
Let's go Daddy

Rick Rizzle

M-I-YAYO

[Verse 1:]
the thought off (sex)
From off my mental shelf

[Slick Rick]
I'm like Bruce Lee
Beatin up the cootchie profusely
My tomboy chicks that act a little
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,
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
[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)
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,
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
rich from the hood YMCMB
Yeah Maybach, brrrap

[Verse 3 - Rick Ross]
I'm that fat muthfucker, young entrepreneurs
Zombies in the street we got them
cats
Drinkin a little boo and then they had enough of that
Dark is what I do can never get enough yak
But when I do what I do while they mixin em
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,
used to stall 'em
Now I with the boss dogg, all the bad hoes want him
And my pockets on swole, I'm talking Rick Ross big
And now when we shop we don't
on Cool & Dre
Plus Rick Ross was Hustlin' that money outcha like everyday
You knew that I loved you was them three words that I'd never say
Now your
used to stall 'em
Now I with the boss dogg, all the bad hoes want him
And my pockets on swole, I'm talking Rick Ross big
And now when we shop we don't
While digesting Reader's Digest in the back of a dirty book store
A plastic flag, with gum on the back fell out on the floor
Well, I picked it up
Ponzi
Waka Flocka Fonzie
Sippin' Dom P, don glassage on Africa
Buddhist zooted, they write down my Agatha Christie mysteries
Officer Rick Ross, gold
"Rick I'm not really into this ass kick"

Meanwhile Rick, cummin' by the gallon
Put your hands on the wall please
And try an' keep your balance
Bout time to make a move upon the hungry little butthole
Meanwhile she acted quite passive 
lickin' the hun neck while she lotionin' that ass with jelly
Gardner, the crashin' of James Dean
Bobby Brown influenced by Rick James and it goes..

Prince wanted Alexander O'Neal to be Morris Day or Jerome
But
Swing
Ava Gardner, the crashin' of James Dean
Bobby Brown influenced by Rick James and it goes..
Prince wanted Alexander O'Neal to be Morris Day
them niggaz, don't be slinging while they dusted) 

Yo, you seen my little cousin Shawn and his man Ross? 

(yea, shawn broke his arm
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,
battle one two, one two, check it out 
All alone, gold song, like Mike Corleone 
Get a little while in the pen, still hold the throne 
Blood is the same
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
[ INTRO: Mos Def ]
Baba-baba-baba-baba-baba, you been so good to me
When I was a little boy you were the only one I wanted to be
To be like pa duke