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a drum mag hundred in the clip don't you get me pissed off
Yeah, a whole lot of opp's eatin' bullets they gettin' fat Rick Ross
Whole lot of people wanna

bout no Rick Ross
Surrounded by sicarios
Always ready with them clips on
Straight like that
We ain't cool we ain't friends
We ain't family never been

good taste
I gotta say, get out my way
It don't matter what you do, Imma keep getting paid
Yeah, I'm a boss
I'm makin money moves, just like I'm Rick

make 'em feel empowered
'Til they're fertilizin' soil
Pushin' flowers, yeah
What do Lil Wayne
Rick Ross and 2 Chainz all have in common?
They make

saydatt 
My life a Rick Ross song but I ain't got a maybach 
Hermano te pasa you can't ramp inside mi casa if you think that they're ain't gonna be no

Hanoozam pame man conversam
Ashghali bia garbage bag
Saale dige man ba funk flex
I'm a boss bitch
Rick ross shit
Click clack then gunplay
(Rat tat tat)

Sam

Never get caught  
If I see it then I like it then it's bought 
Big money, pockets fat, Rick Ross 
Lil God bitch I'm never gon fall  
100 racks when I

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

been bout it
Move on some boss shit 
Poppin my Belair move on Rick Ross shit 
And I just started, will never stop it 
And I'm on top, all the haters just

big, it might take a while to get lost
Walking through the park, shirt backward like Kriss Kross
Stumbling & huffing like Rick Ross, a big boss
Grab her

Another dollar
I lost (S)cent
I criss cross
Your ankles is wish washed
Fuck y'all
I'm big boss
No Rick Ross

More lies thy speak
More eyes will weep

(Fuck, I got better shit to do)
Yo I put a pound of
Yo I put a pound of weed in a ziplock
Mastermind like Rick Ross
Roll up to a funeral in

Rick Ross, I be with gunplay
You grind hard, you could reach this one day
I learned the game young, and knew that I would teach it some day
I'm bool,

rival I guess you Rick Ross
Mad cause to you little yorkies I'm a big dawg
Self made dope spitter whole verse of fentanyl
When in album mode its like I

snakes up in my circle, so you know I cannot get crossed

Pockets filled up with hella blue cheese, I feel like Rick Ross

Thanks for listening

the opportunity cost?
Bigger than Rick Ross?
I guess the question now is whose the boss?
I told you I was frosty, I guess that's why I get so bossy

I'm shooting

A greedy nigga got plenty but demand more, Testosterone Looking like I’m still plotting, A Mustafa beard, I’m Rick Ross laden, A No fly zone, niggas trying

love toxic women
The most
Learned it from my daddy
keep a couple by the phone
Now they wanna be like m
I keep a couple clones
Ain’t no slowing down
I

shopping but your credit card declined
Keep em jumping like Kriss Kross
They know I’m a big boss
My pockets hella fat just like the old version of Rick Ross

had to take May off
I been going through mayday and liftoff
Bad attitude but her lips soft
I feel like Denzel Curry meeting Rick Ross
Young crazy nigga

can't)
Ju in the back with the four fifty
Church a boy, keep the Lord with me (Lord)
Valley valley, that’s the fucking team
Gotta get it, that’s by any

rewind it
Imma boss
Rick Ross
Drippin all this
Big sauce
Drive by
Bodies fly
Like a fucking
Kick off
Yeah the piece
Giving heat
On ya block like Chris Bosh

em up
Fished in the river caught me some sauce
Fishing in the stream like the fish gang boss
Fat fish swimming looking like Rick Ross
100k on the boat

a ballad big shouts out to Rick Ross
Imma make sure I go off, turn up and shake the fakes off
Imma be my own boss, not fired on my day off
Just wait till