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rapper, ya that's on god
We're big dogs, no Rick Ross, get criss crossed
Elevated to another level, on god
I don't stop, I got no ceiling like a drop top
My

crackle
Rick Ross fuck a pear man I'm all about that apple 
Roll a blunt like it's silver wear 
Scouts taught me to be prepared 
Better stick to cutting

It's My Time

Lyfe Jennings

Port of Miami

2006

It's my time (Rick Ross)
It's my time (Finna' lay back on this shit man)
(Dade County dope boy)

I'm not a slim thug, I'm a fat mack
I don't

Usual Suspects

Nas

Usual Suspects

2009

wanna take us,
Cause we bringing all of the paper, n
From nothing, to something,
You know us we the Usual Suspects.

[Rick Ross]
17 trying man up,

Tryna lift rocks till I'm tip-top
I been gridlocked and I'm pissed off, manje every day I be Rick Ross
And I hustle, gain muscle
Cause I must do what I

I Gotta

Trina

The Glamorest Life

2005

Trina, Rick Ross, Hot Box..

I got a, fat pussy for a cocksucker
I got a, hideout for a cop ducker
I got a, condo for a baller nigga
I got a,

now (right now)
Way before the stage I was on right now
Is you down right now? Jay Sean right now?
Pockets getting fat, Rick Ross right now
Headed

(Droppa!)
Pick the phone up
Call that boy up
Like how you doin ma'am
Can I speak to Kam
Big boy
Rick Ross lookin ass nigga
He not my man
But he can be my

Money Right

Rick Ross

Mail on Sunday [Bonus Track]

2008

Brisc be a wanted man

[Chorus]

[Rick Ross:]
Ricky Ross
[? ] my jeans I'm gettin brain everyday
Bitches thicka than venus I told Serina she can

Money Right

Rick Ross

Mail on Sunday

2008

a couple grand (couple grand)
I'm pitchin' chauffeur keys under hand 
When I'm on the scene know that Brisc be a wanted man

[Chorus]

[Rick Ross

Money Right

Rick Ross

Mail on Sunday [Clean]

2008

a wanted man

(Chorus)

(Rick Ross)
Ricky Ross
???? my jeans I'm gettin brain everyday
Bitches thicka than venus I told Serina she can train
Got my money

your face off
Rick Ross, nigga, she know she fucking with a big boss
Big balls, nigga, my bitch be sucking on my big balls, nigga
Oh Lord, nigga, I can't

Pak Man

Yung Joc

Hustlenomics [Clean]

2007

Yeah, they call me Pak Man and everybody know my name

Yeah, let me introduce myself, they call me Pak Man
I makes it all about your cash man, get it by

Whoa

Earl Sweatshirt

Whoa

2013

as Rick Ross's fifth sip off his sixth lager
Known to sit and wash the sins off at the pitch alter
Hat never backwards like the print off legit manga
Get

and see that you are not too far
I mean oh my god the shiniest star
Dudes drive by and have to stop their car
Man you're sweet like jam inside a jar
You got

boss 
Fuck Joss, he's no hoss
I hate his guts and I hope that he never pushes through 
Fuck Joss, he has no sauce 
Fuck Joss, tryna be Rick Ross
He has

or nothing
Im on my Rick ross everday feels like I be hustling
Moving city to city so fast look like i be running
How they claim selling drugs but they never

I'm So Hood

Trick Daddy

We the Best

2007

Rick Ross
Plies
Nigga, we so hood
I'm so hood
We the best
DJ Khaled, Florida stand up
Let's go
Hood

ein Wirsing bist, sei irrsinnig
Ob Hühner-, Nudelsuppe oder Fettmanntanz
Ob Lipgloss, Weeby, Jeezy, Weezy oder Rick Ross
Heut lassen wir das Hirn mal

ein Wirsing bist, sei irrsinnig
Ob Hühner-, Nudelsuppe oder Fettmanntanz
Ob Lipgloss, Weeby, Jeezy, Weezy oder Rick Ross
Heut lassen wir das Hirn mal

the blue, they confused, now they look lost

CEO of CHS, big homie just like Rick Ross
Little ass nigga, hella jewelry, I'm a big boss
Used to be broke, now

either way you gon' be mine
Tell your ex to suck a dick I know he pissed off
Pockets gettin fat in these Amiris call them Rick Ross
I swear I wanna kiss

hawk
I been out here eating good 
You can call me rick ross
Ok lift off
ccting tough man I swearto god you big soft
Swear I can pull a Panamera spin my

grind, no flip flop
When they see me they say I'm headed for the tip top
Hey, hey
I feel like Rick Ross
I ain't heavyset but I promise I'm a big boss
When