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Skreem!

Insane Clown Posse

The Mighty Death Pop!

2012

the fuck like a wild bitch, she
Skreem bust a nut like a wild bitch, she
Skreem open up like a wallet bitch, and
Skreem
They can't stand me, but can't

Loyalty before everything
Me and that bag forever I might get that bitch a wedding ring
I feel like rick Ross I'm a boss
Why you can't mess with me

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

sat in it
Why you cringe if my voice got lad in it
Get fucked
By a H 2 Dubba like me get rocked on sight if you not

Don't you ever distance too far

things you can't discover
Symere Woods and Wilburn, got too much sauce
Double R cullinan that's some boss shit
Rick Ross, move him out the way he guarding

Mr. Jones

Elvin Jones

Live at the Village Vanguard

1968

to that Boss
All my cars black on black except the one with big gloss
Got another white on white I call that ho rick Rick Ross (Ross) (Ha ha ha ha)

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

hit the Quan
Bitch she gon call me Papa but my names not John
Rick Ross run up on me bullets get em' tummy tuck
You is broke and you chilling with some

homies
All I wanna do is win they talking down on me
Now I'm at the top don't know why niggas doubted me, say
I really feel like we was on our Rick Ross

get hit by the door
Up on your way out, I told you stay out, before you get lost
I used to dream I'm in RR's, no Rick Ross
You motherfuckers had me

Wait up!

Said i hit em' with that criss cross
I'm a final level big boss like Rick Ross
And my wrist flossed like Chris Bosh
Cuz that chit chat cut that

Ion even care if I just made a mill'
Still taking her on a cheap date
I am the boss like rick ross
Workout my pockets still fat like Rick Ross
You

them on Rick Ross

I'm more than a rapper, I'm more like a mogul
Only 15 and I'm killing it solo
The way that she ride it, you'd think she do BMX
Go up

Somethin' told me, yeah
Woah woah woah woah
Somethin' told me that you would change on me, one day (one day)
My name ain't Rick Ross, but all my niggas keep

of my mens, I just eat good like Rick Ross
I don't need no new friends, niggas be throwing me off
Okay, let's go, hey, hey, okay, go get some money, go

Walk by, and she droppin' her jaw
Walk by, and she droppin' her drawers
Want Rick, don't care what it cost
I can't stand no hoe that don't got drip
Yeah,

at long range
So don't come around here like
Your name holds weight
From where you come from it's a long way
Round here we hustle like Rick Ross
I'll run up

eyes, that you been hypnotised by me
You say that I can’t you see you blush
But baby I can feel the rush
You get hotter the more that we touch in here
I

Mr. Jones

Mike Jones

My 64/Mr. Jones

2007

the key to that Boat
All my cars black on black except the one with big gloss
Got another white on white I call that ho rick Rick Ross (Ross) (Ha ha ha

Latifah's Had It Up to Here

Queen Latifah

Tommy Boy's Greatest Beats 1981-1996 [Box Set]

1998

The F.A.H
You'll see why
Q.U
Double E.
N
Is the reason I must be myself
What else?
Well fame hasn't got me
Souped up
Selling out
Sloppy or poppy

New God Flow.1

Ghostface Killah

G.O.O.D. Music: Cruel Summer

2012

on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck

compromise I'm tryin'
To move the cross
Everyday I'm hustlin' dirty but
I ain't Rick Ross
Cut from a different cloth
Boss we gotta reach the lost make it

ballin' like a star
555, Yeah I'm gonna go so far, but my brain's still full of scars
Leaving scars
Rick Ross yeah my pockets so large
Off the pen my mind

Stick talk
Stick talk
Stick talk
Big talk
Pockets
Rick Ross
Forever ball
Yeaaaaaa

We link
We lock
She give me top
We gone drop the top
We gone mini