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boss 
Fuck Joss, he's no hoss
I hate his guts and I hope that he never pushes through 
Fuck Joss, he has no sauce 
Fuck Joss, tryna be Rick Ross
He has

F to pay respects

I can't get enough weed love smoke cough
Still above
Black Butterfly in my mind
Risin' high, spittin' lines
Tells me the story

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

until it goes soft (She don't stop sucking until it goes soft)
And my girl a boss bitch (Boss) Rick to my Ross bitch (Ross) Kris to my Kross bitch (Kross)

most don't borrow
And if you smoke crack
Slick Rick
That's the motto
All I need is one mic
Yeah the custom model
If she ask just teller to
Holla and hit

a hollow
Men don't steal
Hey most don't borrow
And if you smoke crack
Slick Rick
That's the motto
All I need is one mic
Yeah the custom model
If she ask just

(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned

Zoom

Lil' Boosie

Bad Azz

2006

{zoom}
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom

[Lil Boosie]
I'm Boosie Bad Ass
And I'll zoom right by you
760 Parna, Crispy Cream on the tire
Smoke that

chest
I got the smoke
I got the clout
Why ain't I poppin
Wreakin Rollin loud
Why ain't I stoppin
Bro I break it down
Why ain't I rockin
Jumpin in

They Down with Us

Scarface

The Last of a Dying Breed [Clean]

2000

minute and then the next you're flat broke
Rhyme about fly bitches, Daytona, hardheaded Spokes
Pockets once was phat but now your bummin' smokes
And now

I'm So Hood

Trick Daddy

We the Best

2007

Rick Ross
Plies
Nigga, we so hood
I'm so hood
We the best
DJ Khaled, Florida stand up
Let's go
Hood

way, yeah
I got racks, I got racks, please don't ask me, yeah
I got swag, I got swag, Rick and Raf way, yeah

Sweep the game right with a broom

told you once
That I got the sauce
Man, the bitches they still call me Rick Ross
(They call me Rick Ross)
Let me smoke my dope
With my boy Piccolo
You

We got it, we got it, we got what you need
Break all the bread with nobody between
Taking off on jets, burning kerosine
That's fire on fire, we smoke

out this shit
I'm tryna make my mom proud, nigga, before I get rich
I come from shoppin' at Ross, yeah, just like I'm Rick

Nigga, I'm really freestylin

she took a left I took a right
Out of mind
Looking like death, feeling alive
Dark cloak, close by
Weed smoke, too high
Speaking of the devil, she just

They Down With Us

Scarface

Side Hustles

2002

minute and then the next you're flat broke
Rhyme about fly bitches, Daytona, hardheaded Spokes
Pockets once was phat but now your bummin' smokes
And now

Zoom

DJ Black

Life Stories: Dragged & Chopped

2008

{zoom}
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom

[Lil Boosie]
I'm Boosie Bad Ass
And I'll zoom right by you
760 Parna, Crispy Cream on the tire
Smoke that

Forgives, I don't tell Rick Ross I felt that
Tried to treat people Right that's when I got Left
Only focus is God, Family and Myself. It's a Wrap Nigga

switched off
Got a vision, got a plan, gotta build blocks
No zeds, no bars, no big box
Tryna meek a milly double m’s that’s Rick Ross
Gyal sing along to my

stress a bitch, yeah I been da big boss
Choppa in a the car rollin like I'm Rick Ross
Apeezy on the wrist make a bitch dance
Arabic Rollie then she lemme

do, if you looking fuck wrong witchu
Spit so much fire gotta wash it down with some VOSS
And all my niggas getting check, boss not talking Rick Ross

so shout out to Ty wild , cause I ain't know  Rick Ross

they tried to starve us, that shit done made me a monster, niggas ain't want us to eat
Rollin'

about that shit so please just turn it off
Before I leave you flip flopped just like Rick Ross

You are not the one who will get around
Things will stay