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the fucking prophet see
Don't you fucking mess with me, i'll regret something God'll see
Feeling like the 6 god, kinda with some rick ross
Went from cocky shit

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Got balenci' on my body
Got Rick Owens on my body
Got Arcteryx on my body
Got the gang by my side, don't try me
Big balenci'

kickoff
My slab got a lot of niggas pissed off
Yeah paint shine like lip gloss, Cadillac got a wide body like Rick Ross
Took time but my cash got right

Tell Bama they ain’t fuckin with us
This that 40 out the bag
This that shorty in the passenger
Rolling up
Leather sandals/ Sunglasses
That
Selling Os by

don't violate
New horse, blue sport, if a nigga wanna race
I ain't biting my tongue, let me talk my shit
Big boss, Rick Ross, whole lotta big shit
One

Sold all the jewelry now money, it rains
I can never be in pain
Acetaminophen stays in my brain
X-X-Xeno
I hit him right in his face
Ran off without him

by sight
You’re a runaway sailor
In the wind and the light

Make no mistake
I’m wide awake
on a night like tonight,
I’m intrigued by the city at night

As I battle reality; I'm Thirty and outside
Man if I battle reality, I'm thirty-ing outside
Back out of nowhere like rain in the sky
Supply

Lying in the summertime, in my backyard, counting aero planes
Just watching some fireflies dance around your light, sure is nice to be at home again

Fronting parades to confronting defeat
Dumped in the rain unfamiliar streets
But there's nothing to gain
By admitting you're beat
Maybe it ain't quitе

like Rick Ross
Bet your girl dance to this on TikTok
Big boss man with the shit hot tan
Man with a plan, forget your lockdown
Back with a bang, some shit

MY VICIOUS SIDE

Bekay

Let the Ghosts Sing

music//
All these rappers got me pissed off// kid's soft//
like Rick Ross//Rocking lip gloss// in up in a pink porsche//
The internet got kids trying they

just to get with her
Make me feel like you an Indian giver

[Verse 5: Rick Ross]
I'm getting money I could never be the same
New address, but

Bitch sayin', "Huh"
She thinkin' I'm Rick Ross
I'm feelin' like Plies
The bitch in the Ritz Carlton (O oh)
I hate all these niggas, get hung
Like fire

gesucht
Und deine Mama freut sich
Auf ihren Lieblingsbesuch
Scheiß heut auf Rick Ross
Ich hör Kriss Kross
Jump Jump, überall sind Cops
Ich muss los,

another gear
Put that b-i-g in front of Cujo whenever I'm mentioned it's end of the sentence
I'm chillin by the water when I'm up in Florida how I'm balling

Rhyme or Reason

Eminem

The Marshall Mathers LP 2

2013

for the game your enthusiasm it hasn't)
(Follow you must, Rick Rubin my little Padawan)
A Jedi in training, colossal brain and, thoughts

In the cold, cold night with a hint of light
Can't see the road much from where I am
Just a glimpse of sparks from the fireflies
Can I go back home

Must be written in the stars
But ooo how's about a change of heart?
Ooo just a little change of heart?
From the thought machine combusting
By the razor's

To the moon I go
Pack your bag come on
Shouldn't be too long
Only time will show
Had to get back up
I was down real low
In the rain and snow
Trynna

Mood Tonight?
Lick Me Down Low Do What You Like Just Make Sure I Get My Nut Tonight.

[Rick Ross:]
Ima Man That Can Move Slow
Let Me Get It Wet First;

Bentley Truck

Dave East

Karma

2017

the Percs by the bench
Bentley truck swervin', it ain't got no tint

I used to want a 'Rari, look at me now
In a Bentley truck smoking that loud
We never

Got me so pissed off
I should be the big boss
Chillin' with Jay-Z
Chillin' with Rick Ross
Fuck all that lip gloss
I should just lift off
Y'all should be

ama pray fun gbogboyi
Teba di omarion ti rick ross sign yin
E n believe pe awa lota yi
But awa ni towa ninu water yi
Woni moti robo so I go Lil Terry