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Bastard

Tyler, the Creator

Bastard

2009

convention with a gold revolver
Life's a salad I'ma toss it eat this shit up, Rick Ross it
Shit it out, bag it up sell it, I'm so damn rebellious
'Cause my

talk don't do anything
Just watching TikTok's
Never leave they seat
Couch potato look like Rick Ross
Half an ounce of weed
Smoking green till a bitch

Came far from a horrible event
I’m sorry for the arms that I bent
Sold weed in a bimmer, No tint
God, He ain’t got no sense
Whiteboy wild like Rick

to be a baller? 
No niggas will get you a rapper, all of my nigga they roab us 
My rick is something like cut us, yellow diamond look like coler

Yeah just chilling in the closet
Yeah still in here y'all

N-O-N-P-R-O-P-H-E T-S is stupid deaf
N-O-N-P-R-O-P-H-E T-S is funky fresh

Sage Francis

(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

Do No Wrong

T.I.

Do No Wrong

2017

Do no wrong, do no wrong, can't do no wrong
Do no wrong, do no wrong, do no wrong, can't do no wrong
Do no wrong, yeah no matter how you feel,

ducked off
Like the real Rick Ross
Crack made me a boss,
Yea, I dabble with the dog
But the pit too hard
So I had to cut it off
But still on my grind, I'm

Swear they can't stand me bih tell me sumn new
Swear they can't stand me bih tell me sumn new
Swear they can't stand me bih tell me sumn new
Swear

One Take I’m Gone 
Punch Then We Send ‘Em Home 
B***h We Up No Drone 
Sipping Out A Styrofoam 

No It Won’t Be Long 
L-V This Ain’t V-Lone 
Why They

rick on rick
Balling these bitches thats six by six
Popping these perks this shit ain't for kids
I'm making green off pets
Watching em grow
This shit

hook in they head cause its catchy (Yea)

They call me honcho the boss 
Making the bank it's fat Rick Ross (Ross)
Don't flex my diamonds they floss
You

Money getting fat pockets look like Rick Ross
Clique bossed ever since we picked up a pen then we went and got vicious
With us you bout to get wishes made

Running Just to Catch Myself

Mark Schultz

Stories & Songs

2003

corporately climb
I wave at my life as it passes me by everday
My name's not Ross!

I can't stand still 
Can I get a witness 
Can you hear me 
Anybody,

Murdah

Bizzy Bone

Alpha and Omega

2004

my guns is crippin 'cause, P.B.D. posse/ I roll with Rasu, Nina Ross, and Skails, Rhythm and Ghetto, Rosiah, 7th Sign murda em all, yep...
And like

of straw and
patient animals standing around.  The mother nods by the side
of the child.  Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks

hanging with demons we making the block hot
H-H-H-H-H-Hot
We don't do drive-by's we gone get out and walk
Dissing me he gone get his ass popped
Can't keep

Hey what's happening, this Rick D baby
You ain't think we was gon
Let you motherfuckers rest huh
It's time to wake up baby
The assholes is here

I

nigga, Dolph

Hop in the coupe and swerve off
Shoot thru the lane like Chris Paul
Hustle the chips and get lost
Drop a few pounds, rick Ross
Endure

something (Pussy) 
Said you trap but is it buzzing (Naw)
Underground like I'm Ms Tubman (Low) 
Marijuana keep it puffin (Light it)
Call me Rick Ross I been

Kriss Kross
Boss like Rick Ross
No coverage like flip flops
You can get lost
Want my baby boy when I have a son
Me To be the one
He look up to
Cuz all

the freak got lost the in sauce
But still played it cool and hit it good like I'm a boss
She liked the finer things in life like Freeway Rick not Ross
I'm in

four pf my pockets Rick Ross
Ya hoes be crazy on a daily whatchu mad for
Hol' on
I'll give her dick like present feel like future
Let's play madden
I'll

thirsty ass hoes really want a nigga dick
I can't even give 'em shit
I'm just on Rick Ross shit
I been on my boss shit
Stacking money to go get a rollie