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
more cars, more clothes, more clothes
More money means more dough to (blow)
More bottles, there's more dough to (blow)
Rick Ross got a lot of dough
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
Watch Rick Ross give his Jesus piece to a bum
'Cause tonight we ball, we ball, we comin' up
Paintin' the globe gold, two steppin' on the sun
Like gold,
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
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
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
either way you gon' be mine
Tell your ex to suck a dick I know he pissed off
Pockets gettin fat in these Amiris call them Rick Ross
I swear I wanna kiss
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
[Diddy:]
Ayo Bugatti boys (turn em up) you know what it is breathe
bitch breathe, breathe bitch breathe go
[Rick Ross:]
Hello good morning tell me
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
[Rick Ross (J. Holiday)]
You Might need a passport for this one
Its international
J.Holiday!
(And we got a special guess)
Guess who, boss!
(You
want a panda we call her phantom (Skkkkkkuuu)
Mama don't stress I got sauce now (Sauce)
Ball like Rick Ross then drip like Rick Flair
One of these days
you see is big stones see I'm on it I ain't even got a major deal Rick Ross be lookin at me like I'm worth at least a couple mill, is it that iced out
kleisz się jak sticky, sticky
Jestem bossem tak jak Rick Ross albo Niki Niki
Slicky bitches chcą być blisko, każda na coś liczy
Ze mną moje MILFy (haha)
Ima take your glory
Ima take your spot
Ima show who's boss like Rick Ross
How's my man getting views
Your shit
Your times running out tick tock
Love
the club like
[Verse 2 - Yung Joc]:
Every day im hustlin
They think I'm Rick Ross
As soon I fuck em'
tell the hoes to get lost
a lot of niggas mad
they all
hustling everyday aka that Rick Ross
Trappin out the uber shit bust some bins then i got lost
My baby momma momma calling niggas scambos
What she thought
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
I feel like
Rick Fox, Rick James, Rick Ross
Need a big block, big chain, big boss
Niggas tried to crucify me got me criss crossed
Ass backwards
I dip
Cartier frames with the Gucci flip flops (sho')
Blowin' money fast, man, I'ma be Rick Ross (Hitmaka)
Uh, tell these hoes to kick rocks
Bitch
it rockin, Everything i say is real talk
Get it poppin, Only thing i bring is hot sauce
I'm on fire, Motherfucker call me Rick Ross
Get it while it's
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
[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
_(cropped).jpg/218px-Rick_Ross_The_Mastermind_Tour_June_15,_2014_Toronto_(14590434716)_(cropped).jpg "Rick Ross")
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