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gorilla glue in zip-locs
These is Jordan ones I can’t do no flip flops
Tell em watch me do my dance no Tik Tok.

If I don’t touch a mil by 30 then I

Blige

Now you can tell by the way i run these streets
That im so proud to represent my hood
You can tell by the way i rock this beat
That im so proud

it
I look at and see what Christ do and try to mirror it
Walking by faith and not by sight can't go off appearances
I'm in my lane, Christ got

talk shit 

Got a bad bitch and I know what to do with it 
Got a big choppa ima move, ima shoot with it 
If you choose me, then you know ima choose again

and it's workin' for me so far
Damn, baby, how you do that there
You know that I'm the only one know what to do back there
Make you go, mm-hmm, like I used

on when
I get it i can't go off
Tell your girl come with me that
Thang prolly never go soft
She know how i do my thing she
Know how i get the dough
And she

(what to say)

Hey Hey Hey
When the rain falls down
And there's no one by my side
Only my Lord to get me through them nights
Hey Hey Hey
When the rain

no I dont do drugs
All I do is mean liquor
Reality yeah I know it makes it hit hard
Get a hit start
Im a big boss
Like I'm Rick Ross
You my fucking

shit on you
If you tell behind my back see what the big dawg do
Before I ditch her ass she gonna let my ding dong through
This 40 cal will reach your

could you would get rid of me
What you gonna do when a nigga got to go hard?
But I won't let you get to me,
You should already figure I'mma go hard
If you

That's Right

Three 6 Mafia

Last 2 Walk [Deluxe Edition CD/DVD]

2008

the closer

Tell me what these haters say and tell me what these haters talk
I reside in mansions, they don't, it ain't my fault
Half of the shit I do, I

the fucking line
Yuh, still alive, yeah we getting by
Not just that we fucking thrive
Come and try us, imagine what all that cash could buy us
I might have

in bed
With no covers
Such hooligans
Tell me who made these rules up
Such foolishness
Side show
This is Mac Dre
Gettin stupid
Bitch
I just want

a hollow
Men don't steal
Hey most don't borrow
And if you smoke crack
Slick Rick
That's the motto
All I need is one mic
Yeah the custom model
If she ask just

barely know my name
What I'm tryna tell you is I ain't gotta tell you a fuckin' thing
I'ma show so you know
Niggas either do or they don't
And bein'

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

heart back where it used to lie

I'm a fraud to the game, call me Mike fucking Ross

Snatched outta golf by a nigga wearing Golf 

Now I wreck it Ralph,

like Rick Ross
What's they first move when they see us at the door
That's what it is boy that's how we do it
Its Lu and Reid fluent in this game, thought

months to respond back
Nigga you ain't ready for combat
Your rhymes wack
Yea, I'm prolly on the molly and some Cognac
But I'mma make Rick Ross
Rip up your

sauce 
Word to Rick Ross
I need a baddie to go with me down the the Wingstop 
Make ya rings pop 
Make that thing drop, make it hot 
Make you wonder how we

Show me what you can do” I said lemme stop, cause

I’m Back
You can sleep again,
You gon tell your friends,
It wasn’t the end
Got black,
Versace in my

niggas at the port like Rick Ross
If she dont see that I'm important she can get lost
Niggas tryna add us up by what we bought
Niggas tryna do the math

those prods and hustle my bricks

[Rick Ross]
Brick in my jeans
Two bricks for the ring
Three bricks for the beamer
Four ounce promethazine
Bitch I

those prods and hustle my bricks

[Rick Ross]
Brick in my jeans
Two bricks for the ring
Three bricks for the beamer
Four ounce promethazine
Bitch I