Lyrics:
came in we unpacked 'em all
Broke 'em all down and unrapped 'em all
Just two words nigga duffelbags I just know it so well
I can't help but brag, old
Two what it do
Lil shawty so real (Lil shawty so real, lil shawty so real)
Look me in my eyes
(On the map)
Lil shawty so real I’m thinking bout
The almighty E-A-Ski track
Cook it up
Yeah
Raised a man, bake a man, roll that dough
Smokin' on a Swisha, bloody as a butcher
Cut you in two
Shining like some lipgloss
Maybach Rick Ross
Heading to the beach with my girl in her flip-flops
She didn't really mess with the rap or the hip-hop
leave me pissed me off (ooh)
Diamonds heavy husky like my jeweler name was Rick Ross (Yyah)
I'm gettin' up while you gettin' off
(Yeah, yeah)
Poppin'
the goverment could stop me
20 Mill in Four years its a Mobilary
Bon Jovi in this bitch blow for everybody
Ricky Ross, Rick Flair, Black watch, Brick Fair
Never
as long as you grease it first... very sore if you don't.
Now! The first two tracks, as we've said, Running Free and Sanctuary, were recorded at Long Beach.
Somerset but you ain't really bought shit
Feel like Rick Ross, walk around on boss shit
Think I want some new 'lencis, what they cost bitch
1,140, need
the most (Most)
I'm like a boss (Boss)
Call me Rick Ross (Ross)
I do the most (Most)
I do the most (Most)
How many motherfuckers wanna copy style?
I got
everybody'd speak
When he walked in they'd say (Hi Rick)
And when he passed by, they'd say (Dumb Dick)
Really hard-headed, cause he said he had juice
But it was
everybody'd speak
When he walked in they'd say (Hi Rick)
And when he passed by, they'd say (Dumb Dick)
Really hard-headed, cause he said he had juice
But it was
it big Rick Ross
I got bars like Transylvania without Dracula countless
Like a ball court without lines they call us boundless
Mama said don't play
Pockets fat like Rick Ross's
Haters move cautious
Nicotin flow they addicted and get nauseous
22 spendin' on a pan of mary porches
You can say the rockers
Manson
These niggas hatin' now keep that hammer, all these diamonds dancin'
Me and Meek Mill watchin' movies in Rick Ross mansion
You disrespect, I up
not nun
Got a big suit on i feel like
The boss pockets so fat yea I call
Em rick ross cooking up in the
Kitchen yea I got the sauce feeling
Like ai
shirt and I'm wearin' Abercrombie
I'm fuckin' her friend, I got her embarrassed
Rick Ross, I'm havin' more green than a pear
Put out your fire just like
But if you feel me, throw your bows up (Star Track)
Try to set up shop get glowed up
Hey, I'm the candyman, I got mo' than frozen cups
I got your
feeling
Like Rick ross
They yelling to much names
On the court
My name is what I hear
When they bored
Jump shot they hate
The way that I scored
The way all
the queen will still reign here,
I'm Santa Clause to these hoes without a reindeer
Saint Nick, Ross, hey Rick, I just got a toy, cost 850
Now I'm in
rick Ross's Neck
Ripping it up and keeping it funky like I'm DAS FEX
I'm flawless? Yes. My flow will devolve your flesh, c'mon
Me and my boy, we've been
Yeah this The Sound of a man who been crowned
Not by others, by himself
He ain't really need ya, he checked his wealth
Not by the coin
They don't know that ya Boi thrive under pressure, got glue in the veins the way I keep it Together.
I go off | Speak soft | big moves| Rick Ross| big
gloss (Yay)
Niggas steady hatin', I don't give a toss
I"m a flex on 'em like a boss
Jean pockets fat, Rick Ross
Baddest in the rodeo, take no loss
Bitch I
OK, I'm reloaded (Ain't expect this)
The homey, Elvis Freshly (Uh huh) and Rick Ross-teen (Nigga)
He Back (I see ya, nigga)
I'm back (I smell that
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