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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

Adrenalin

Kollegah

Jung, Brutal, Gutaussehend, Vol. 2

2013

Freundin will 'nen Fick mit dem Big Boss
Doch ich will heut' nur abhängen wie die Bitchtits von Rick Ross
Im VIP-Bereich mit Cocktail in der Hand
Hater

like Terrence Ross nem
I would've came back for you baby like Rick Ross nem
But I had to alley oop the gang baby like Chris Paul nem
Y'all blunts don't

All I do is win
I can never take a loss
I'm gone pass you
If our paths cross
I'm so big you can call me
Rick Ross huh
I'm a boss
I'm a boss
I'm

em
If you want some soft i might even mail it
I got a rick ross nigga serving cellys
I just got a phone call from the plug
He said come through its

chowder, that's your loss
Because I keep this pussy tight, never fuck with Rick Ross
He stick a finger in say criss-cross applesauce
Bow down, I am the boss

chick like Vandross
Drop on the track like Rick Ross

im a  mother fucking boss
Roll with classy bitches
Tell them thots to get lost
stacking all this

of town
Just to ride by, see me hustlin' (muah, uh-uhh)
My lil' cuz say she see me juggin'
Either that, then she see me strugglin'
In the hood, you only

and earth, so warm after a sunny day.

Gentle air temperature surrounds your body. Take a deep breath in, and slowly let it out.

Wait, is this ... a firefly

The Boss

T-Pain

Best Thing Smokin', Vol. 11

Ricky Ross (the boss), T Pain
I got a fresh line up, fresh outfit
'Bout to have the parking lot on smash
Plus I got a Chevy with a 4-54 in

Feeling like Jesus on the cross I aint bleeding
But I got the drip and the red sauce

Give a fuck about a season losing weight like Rick Ross
Kicking

off
Went and got a Maybach
Rick Ross
These niggas pissed and I'm
Ticked off
Believe me when I say I'm comin get yall

Know that imma rise when I'm

walk
They don't like the way I ball, I'll love it when I see them fall
I just wanna be a boss, I wanna be like Rick Ross
I give it up to God, I'll cop it

Ride [Remix]

Juelz Santana

Gutta

2008

b low the money, that louie bag of hundreds, 
We trying to holla, but she be hella fronting, she never met a nigga real as

[Chorus]

[Rick Ross

Brown Paper Bag

Fat Joe

We the Best [Clean]

2007

to call me the pirex kid, aka young arm and hammer
In the kitchen with the pots yeah work the glass
Hard on 'em pimp yeah I work the task
And when they

on my brain
Benz truck Rollie watch hunnid for da chain
Fresh up out da dealership ain't nobody in my lane
Pop champagne we bout to make it rain
I got my

I ain't doing no more parties
But I love L.A.
I'm in hella Rick, where the fuck is Morty
Shawty tripping, tryna find a fuck to give
Is like tryna

away
Watching you float past in the rain

When I'm down girl you are my remedy
My firefly moving like serenity
And oh girl you the only one I need
All

question why
Heed what you're told
By the
Keepers who know
Your desires

Let the fireflies take you on a ride
You can be the one shining bright tonight
It's

Reppin My City

Triple C

Trilla [iTunes Bonus Track]

2008

reppin' my city
I be reppin' my city, no one can do it better

[Rick Ross:]
Let the top back on the Chevy
Then I crank up the boom
Smellin' Issey

Poh Me Anutha

Tech N9ne

Sickology 101

2009

to women
Just wanna get em drunk shut em up and get up in em
She tipsy off six shots
She's feelin my Rick Ross
She wanna lick a rapper and roll wit a big

on any song
His name is Rick Ross"

Maybach Music
You ain't never want to be a nigga anyway, nigga
That's why you had a operation
To make your nose

n'cap a me 
T fai o gir nda giostr
Son stu trip hinterland by night
Son ca martell nda cervell e l'hi FI

Merda prod in the place 
Skarraphone co cubase

across
Trying to get a cross criss cross  and we boss up my boss up like Rick Ross
Let me brush up brush up like Bob Ross
Listening to Hip Hop I don't stop