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Vampire drip dat young boy rockin Rick shit
Feel like young Tana I'm socially anti
They call me nightwing a young vigilante
Ain't got no wock today

GO!
Money talks bullshit walks that's my motive nigga (nigga)
Long hair don't care that's my fucking logo (My logo)
Slim version Rick Ross I'm so

I Gotta

Trina

The Glamorest Life

2005

in this game is as big as us
If it is, you can tell 'em, we don't give a fuck

I gotta, hit 'em hard like Ronnie Lott
Defended by Johnny Coch'

Cash Flow

T-Pain

Purple Codeine, Vol. 16

2008

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

Rick Ross
Singing like I'm Rick Roll
Caught you in a big hole
I slash a sword like ichigo
Here I come and there he go
Sipping on my Danimal
They saying

go
Whether thats right I will never know(ugh but here goes nothin)

[Verse 2 - Rick Ross]
When Im alone in my room sometimes I stare at the walls

hit my phone lil bitch do you want something  
I cant talk right now. cus this gg got me bussin  

Need dat cash I need dat sack no rick Ross I need two

Yeah, yeah

Baby boss (ooh), Rick Ross (ooh)
Goin' off (ooh), gravy sauce (skrt)
Give me the top with the lip gloss
NASA boy, bih I'm takin' off

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

How you want this life but you still treat me like I'm regular
Blowin' up my phone
Why this bitch hittin' my cellular
I done told you way to many

but no rick Ross
But I can never love no thot
I can never love no thot
Woke up this morning
Last night I was faded
Shawty calls my phone and I look

(55) Annie sings with Lanny: This
Coupled with "the Impossible Dream"
Probably is a
Joke since Annie Ross and Lanny
Ross were both named Ross but
Where

cost, to be my own boss
Everyday ima hustle like I'm Rick Ross
Living in this life, can't take no L's
I aint finna cop the pack if it don't got no smell

Push It

Rick Ross

Port of Miami

2006

funds (funds)
All I seen was the struggle (struggle)
Its like I'm trapped in this slum
Niggas were badly paid
No water we barely bathed
Better be

Putting my feets on the table I feel like Rick Ross
I ain't talking bout fame I ain't talking bout racks just feeling that
Stop playing with me

gotta floss, hey
Dabbing on 'em with the sauce, huh
Feeling like a young boss, huh
Feeling like I'm Rick Ross, huh
Hundred dollars in the city man

(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

cuz I'm a shot caller
Ima boss like Rick Ross
I be dripping cuz I have the sauce
Three amigos
DMR, the dynamic trio
Feelin eighty five cuz my name

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

)
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast (Ross)
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast (Ross)
Where my money?

Never try me like

Where My Money (I Need That)

Rick Ross

Port of Miami

2006

)
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast (Ross)
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast (Ross)
Where my money?

Never try me like

funds (funds)
All I seen was the struggle (struggle)
Its like I'm trapped in this slum
Niggas were badly paid
No water we barely bathed
Better be

they ought ta good
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
"Me and Ty, we gonna make sum cash
Robbin' old folks

ear
That at two you would like to hear
Kriss Kross and Rick Ross at 2am
Jump around and get down to Here I Am
Face down and back up till the morning