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down
Hope she don't drown
Riding round
Farragut
Scheming for an opp now
Hold up wait a minute
Let me get my shit together
Go thru the struggle for

to slide by myself, like I'm a only child

I'm bout to slide by myself, like I'm the only child
I can't even fuck with that lil bitch, cause she like black

I'm settling
It's just not down wit me
I just can't get wit it
I'm sorry Mama shit
But imma grind that's every minute
When I'm on that road
Imma think

sucking through the draws
Hopping in that Maybach like I'm Rick Ross
Baby, tell me now
Tell me before I figure out
I just want this shit forever, I won't

to see that I floss
I cannot be canceled
I cannot be paused
Hop out the Maybach Rick Ross
Sky walking out the yeah lamb just to make it Clear
Bitch on my

on Rick Ross
Swear I'm the MVP
Can't nobody stop me
I've been praying for my enemy
Heard that he want to sneak me
Dissing behind my back
Homie just want

realities
I spit the hardest bars
(burp) I do it unplugged
Bet you can't top that mic drop
Wubalubadubdub!

Just watch Rick
I'm the boss with the monstrous

met Rick Ross
But we rich forever 

I just 
Told my niggas
We gone ball for ever 

40 floors up in the penthouse 
I can’t even look down 

I remember

my canopy's calling candidly
Mechanically, Candy Land can't be feeling far away from fantasy
Ruled by praying, so, bow down for your anarchy
Humans

it clipped
I told that bitch to hold it down
And she know that she wrong that's why she threw a fit
I just wanna make em proud
And I can put you

Ross keep pushing
Creep up on em and surprise em when nobody looking
It certain questions you should never ask me
It just some things that I ain't finna

Trilla Intro

Rick Ross

Trilla [Clean]

2008

Doe - The hole Lynch Mob
(Shout out to Rick Ross) because I (Run This)
I was a trill nigga, bitch when I wasn't rich
Shout out to Brown Lee, slangin

can never have this recipe
Feelin' like Rick Ross, how I'm in this Mulsanne
Wrist with the tick tock, and I put it on bling
Life like a criss cross,

holding my eighth cup,
Man I'm tellin' y'all get it right
It's all for me now
Can't hold me down
Treatin' myself too nice
Playing hockey a different thing,

Yeah godflow
Can you hold me down now
Can you hold me down now
Can you hold me down now
Can you hold me down now
Bitch can you hold me down
Can you

Mr. Jones

Mike Jones

My 64/Mr. Jones

2007

the key to that Boat
All my cars black on black except the one with big gloss
Got another white on white I call that ho rick Rick Ross (Ross) (Ha ha ha

See my lil' homie with me he hold me down
He gon' take the shot just like Westbrook
Who he think he is? said VP
Vice president Young, you've got to see

Close to the Edge: The Solid Time of Change/Total Mass Retain/I Get Up

Anderson Bruford Wakeman Howe

An Evening of Yes Music Plus

1993

the mention,
Passing paths that climb halfway into the void.
As we cross from side to side, we hear the total mass retain.

Down at the edge, round by

fast, yeah, she givin' that hyperslop
B-B-Bad bitch, rockin' some ricks with a biker top
I'm goofy, don't know if I'm high as a kite or not
Can't go off

tolerance
I’m on fire
Like a commit
I’m a boss
Fuck with me
At what cost
Hustler
Like Rick Ross
I rob you
That’s a loss
That’s an L
I’m on a
Highway to hell

I check my account
Hold down the fam imma
Make my dad proud
Check coming in buy
My momma a house
I couldn't wait, I'm sealing my fate
I drip in that

lil bitch smiling now she keep calling me Rick Ross
Make her bend it over touch her toes when I hit from the back
She want me to manage her I told that

too fried
Baby you fuckin' wit' a boss
In a Maybach like Rick Ross
Bitches stuck to me like some floss
And I told that lil' hoe, get lost
Baby, yea you

Rick Ross
Caught this nigga slipping from the side
And he got picked off
This bitch just send her address
And got picked up

He tried to run up on me