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the chopper I just tote the Glock if you talking all day stuff i'm a knock you out pockets fatter Dan the Rick Ross feel like the boos Kicking in doors down

dick licking she bobbing the top of her head
Fuck with me bitch, can you have enough of me bitch?
I be shooting like I’m Kobe Bryant I never miss
I got

should prolly gain weight like Rick Ross or HHP
Just to show them ke mang boss (My nigga it's me)
What you rappers couldn't be (Eyy)
Gotta pay the fee, I

and heaven, I'm right
I'm cut from a different cloth
Big boss like Rick Ross
Had to cut the conversation short like it's menopause
Hangin' out the window shirt

'm talking about Rick Ross
Yeah, you can't stop me, I'm a big boss
All I do is think about the times that we had together
Baby, yeah, I think about the past

Dead Presidents
To pay my bills

Like Rick Ross
I'm a boos

I show skillz
Niggas on talkin Mills

Like Meek
I'm talkin

Business deals.
Cause I

a bitch 
Make the money fat like Rick Ross 
On my knees I dey pray
For chopping life and many more 
Money coming in also going out 
As you see me bro I

like a boss
She sucking my balls, yeah I feel like Rick Ross (aye)
When I'm rolling raws
And I never pause, yeah it's too much to see (bow, bang)
When

up immunity
I just exit and left but not neutrally
I make my decisions
They never get done mutually
Ain't no competition
I'm pissing 'em off usually

from
Due to the use of the gearshift
Smeared skidmark, weird it's even there like Tik Tok
Artistic, hard to miss it like Rick Ross
With the likelihood

face look like the O in Dennis Schröder
And my God he is Solid like brick Walls
Know My soul can be Richer than Rick Ross
Tryna teach a lesson when i

the money you know I'm Rick Ross
You is not funny, you go play lacross
Nigga so musty, he don't even floss
Go look at this drip and you know it is sauce
Nigga

Don't Make Us

Unk

Beat'n Down Yo Block

2006

SPADES ILL CUT YO CARD IT PAYS THE COST TO BE THE BOSS LIKE RICK ROSS I'm HUSTLIN FAT STACKS BE DOUBLIN WHILE OTHA NIGGA BE STRUGLIN I GOT DEM HANDS

shit is so hilarious
Bitches so scandals, boss
I have my original cost
I am so lyrical, boss
Feeding my belly big boss, Rick Ross
Chasing this bag at all

lean until I cry and get back up
Pockets Rick Ross fatter than a fat hoe
Switch lanes
But take it real slowly
Gotta take a step back
Like Ginobli
Two

and you see Rick
I can never be no bitch
And we on that
I might pop out with that Sig
Plenty paper, all that
I ain't going out like no bitch

On that

rich
How much it cost?
Shawty suck dick
Like she floss
I'm wearing this Rick 
Like I'm Ross
I'm in the gym like I need a badge
I came back in the store

brodie want smoke so he'll pop
And my pockets be fat rick ross
Hopping the fence
And this bitch she wanna fuck because the sun on my wrist
I fucked all

off
Two sides
Coin toss
What a ride
I'm my own boss
Too many shoes
Got many pairs
But I'm not Rick Ross
I never truly lost

Ayy
Everything is coming

'm attached to these worldly possessions, I want it
Bought that Rick Owens jacket, it cost me eight hundred
There ain't nobody hot as me rockin' this summer

long
I'm like aight, aight, y'all niggas won't last long
And my pockets fat like Rick Ross, I'm a big boss, smoking mad strong aye up all night, me

pause it
Fast forward next day rapping in the closet
Trapping on an island like I never LOST it
Is that fake Rick? Oh I know you had to Ross it

it
I've never felt this way before
My mind is better these days
It's way less at war
What a miracle it was
Love knocking on my door
Every day I wake up

rick Ross hustle everyday
Imma dog never been a stray
But is like these broke bitches can't get away
Any way, any how, any day
Missy Elliot bitch Imma