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doing shit I used to
Oh you tatted too, nigga fuck you
My bitch ain't got no tats
I hit it from the back
I spend South of France
All that other shit is

off
Balling like Rick Ross
Came from the bottom, I was riding slow
Now I'm bout to pace up
Y'all better lace up
Cuz I'm stacking my cake up
Did it all

On Some Real

Daz Dillinger

So So Gangsta [Clean]

2006

an ounce
I'll do it to you bad for a large amount

It had to be a dope chain, started wit the dope game
All about the cocaine, tired of bein' poor mayne

on only fans

I be all about the Benjamins like Ice Cube
I was trappin you was worried about some high school
If we fuckin bae you gotta go by my rules
Why

Snappin like Thanos
Attaching these stones
My powers in each flow
Lucio bumping and
Moving that payload
A boss
Super iconic I feel like Rick Ross
Painting

All of these hoes are high off the ketamine
Look at me getting by with no Hennesey
Look at me getting high off your jealousy

I don't have time for

Yeah, yeah
Baby
Uh, yo yo yo yo
It’s about time, we breaking for the summer
My mind turn to you, then I begin to wonder
Whatchu doing later
We gon

, break a zip off (Break it, imma break it)
B*tch I'm ballin' like I'm Rick Ross

F f f*ck it break a zip
Yeah the sh*t done got you pissed off...yeah
I

Rick Ross
Dropping hella racks on trip take a load off 


Let's take a vacation to the Bahamas 
Let's take a vacation to Hawaii 
Let's take a vacation

to leak it
All my cousins want my money, but they never really need it

Got a real ass bag full of bread
Put the lead to your dome
Bitch, I'm about to empty

Yeah
Have you ever thought of being rich and not giving a damn about nobody?
Or at all
Not even being a rich but still not giving a shit about nobody

Yo Deshaun Perkins on the beat you know I did that
Money coming in many ways y'all know I been hot
I'm a CEO I'm a boss I'm like Rick Ross
You can't

It's about six pm in Miami, my city where it all started
Shout out to all the ones that inspired me, shout out to myself for believing in me
But I

I'm speaking on profits , I'm letting you know
All about a dollar, you calling me proper
My nigga be really be talking them choppers
I stay on my

out that coupe I popped him like a pill

Yea I’m on molly fucking hoes
She gone eat dat dick just like a pro
Ice all on my neck I like it froze
All

a nigga be zealous about clappin'
Mirror mirror on the wall
I seen it clearest of all
Who is the baddest
I got the baddest chick
Fuck all the plastic
I

Daddy Mack
Rick Ross big Boss
So throw it back
On it like a quarterback
Baby give me more of that
We flowing like I do the track
My soldier ready

I want everything on my wish list
Rick Ross wings with the Popeye's biscuit
Damn you all heard what he said nigga
That nigga be spitting
This guy is

a Rolls-Royce, Phantom’s the name of my car
And when I come around, they all stop and pay attention
Everybody asking me about the way I’m whippin’
Everything

to spend (rodeó to spend)
I'm in LA wit' a 10 yeah
Gotta pull up in the coupe, don't you worry bout the cost
I'm about to spit, like my name is rick ross

on my Rick Ross shit
The way I rap over the beat got 'em so nauseous
Feel like Bruce Lee way I kick it with your bitch
First we locking lips and then I

needing no bitch
Hoe salute to me like Hasslehoff
I need a rack on my plate
Need a stack on my plate
Tryna big body up like Rick Ross
All of the things I

back by shackles of self doubt and disapproval
In the form of a locked box
As I sit by the candlelight at my desk I reflect
About people who done me

use assistance
While you in all mine
If you aint know it boy I go hard about mines 

Don't worry about them worry bout you
Don't worry about them worry