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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'
[Intro: Mannie Fresh (Rick Ross)]
OK, I'm reloaded (Ain't expect this)
The homey, Elvis Freshly (Uh huh) and Rick Ross-teen (Nigga)
He Back (I see
"Police have leads, but no strong description of the shooter or the shooters
Who appeard to have targetted South Florida based rapper Rick Ross as he drove
total con...

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Born with the murder one
We got the hood burning up
Yea this what you want
My niggas know to turn it up
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
out here grindin')
I ain't slept in 8 days
I can go for 8 weeks
Ain't nothing to me cause I am the streets.

[Rick Ross:]
Put my life on the line
out here grindin')
I ain't slept in 8 days
I can go for 8 weeks
Ain't nothing to me cause I am the streets.

[Rick Ross:]
Put my life on the line
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
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,
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
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
total con...

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Born with the murder one
We got the hood burning up
Yea this what you want
My niggas know to turn it up
total con...

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Born with the murder one
We got the hood burning up
Yea this what you want
My niggas know to turn it up
[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)
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
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
to ask me if Rick Ross still a G
Journalists need to get up off my D
Him and E-Class always kept it real with me
The rap game looking so childish lately
out here grindin')
I ain't slept in 8 days
I can go for 8 weeks
Ain't nothing to me cause I am the streets.

[Rick Ross:]
Put my life on the line
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,
((Everyday I'm hustlin) like Rick Ross, HA~!) HAHAHAHA
(I'm so clean, I like to make my shoulder lean)
(Like Young Dro, my Rover lookin like po'k & beans)
on my cross, candy blind me from the gloss
I keep my hand on Nina Ross for haters who want to break me off
80 4's underneath my ride, fortified keep it
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
the thoughts it tells me are still evil
With this state of mind, big moves, max keeble
I'm on my grind feeble, my music is evil
My fuckin' samples are too