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the south side
And I still ride around wit a .45
I can't stand when a nigga play both sides
Smell the gas in the air when I blow by
Give a fuck where it is

ON A CAROUSEL 
BIG BEACH HOUSE OUT IN LAUDERDALE
WHOLE LOTTA POUNDS GOTTA GET EM OFF
GOT BITCHES RUNNING PLAYS LIKE ZACK MOSS
TO THE PROMISE LAND LIKE RICK ROSS

Went from receiving hammedowns from my cousin to having my own shit
I grew up in the dirty south where we drop ice cubes in throw bricks
Ian licking

Do It for H Town

Chamillionaire

Mixtape Messiah, Vol. 4

2008

to ask me if Rick Ross still a G
Journalists need to get up off my D
Him and E-Class always kept it real with me
The rap game looking so childish lately

like a twist off, my lawyer say "gets off"
Y'all may- back my music group like I was rick Ross huh

I know I know that shit Ill - shit ill
I know I know

knew some niggas who trapped out they work van
Looked passed em all I wanted to rap so I stuck to my first plan
Never met Rick Ross I fuck with Rossy got

gonna hawk that
No Rick Ross but they know i bossed up
Working out doing run ups and walk ups
Lived by the gun and he died by his knife
Russian Roulette

when I know they don't, right?
Yea, big boss with the bag
Hear them M's coming like Rick Ross with the tag (M-m-m-maybach)
But I still gotta pay these

Swerve

Lil' Boosie

Gangsta Musik

2004

mean and ross,
Its on ya head, bitch you dead ill pay the cost
Cause I'm a boss, in the south side of Baton Rouge
Where niggas swervin' on them

them Glocks in dis b***h ( glliidd) 

Dripping like I came out the water 
I'm ah young dolph
Hustling but I stay scheming 
Like I'm rick ross
Bible

want, ok
I pull up, I flex, and I flaunt, ok
I'm a big boss and I sip Rosé
Like Rick Ross, imma hustle every day
I must be deaf, what the fuck did you

rooibos
Wanna be like Rick Ross... blesser fat
Problem is when i flex... nigga i flex
Aint got tummy tummy jiggly fats
Mara go tla loka... those are facts
I

These niggas joke I call it asinine
I'm rocking the jeans with the four plus the five

And if you play you get hit with this nine
So you know by these

fore the clips tossed
Metal enter your frame have you grunting like rick ross
On my block you get killed or you get ripped off
Hammer to his face that'll

an AirPod in her pussy and a nose ring missing man fuck 

Listenin’ to rich off cocaine by Rick Ross while I’m makin’ home steak sauce cut ya loss

Aye

never karate
I'll cast a spell on you and you'll go kamikaze 

WYtChina
Listening to Rick Ross it's Friday night
This party ain't ending cuz I'm not high

Yo ex mad
Dirty like I just crossed it
Kris Kross shit
On my boss shit
No Rick Ross shit
Palm Angels sweats
Never on my calm shit
Peep the new drip

dip off
Dummy bread pockets fat as hell call me Rick ross
Brodie bought a strap just to shoot that nigga scary
Thick Latina bitch wanna hit but her

I am a boss like my name is Rick Ross
You run up on me, I'll make you look like criss-cross
I got all these chains I'm dripping like big sauce
Ya'll

means
We Gone Eat
Ask around town
We dont play around
Smell the smoke in the air
That's them Chopper Rounds
Like Rick Ross and Jeezy
Everyday I'm hustling

a pocket fulla stones was no future in ur frontin
Influenced by that Rick Ross everyday I'm hustling 
You can hear it in my stomach its soul food that goodie

It's the Butterscotch Boss
Whole body covered in gold
Whole body covered in frost (Damn)
It's the white Rick Ross
Riding around in the Phantom
Eating

around big Rick Ross
(Bitch)
With a whole 100 shots
Young dolph
(Graww)
(Bow)
Now I'ma just keep on
Runnin' it up
Like track meet
Stackin' it up like

others rapping soft like
A snowflake theres no way you can defrost mics
Im jack frost im bouta blast off tonight

I be thinking like a boss like rick ross