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arms tonight
It must've been something you said,
I just died in your arms tonight
Oh, I just died in your arms tonight
It must've been some kind of kiss

the bedside table
The curtains are closed, the cats in the cradle
Who would've thought that a boy like me could come to this


Oh I, I just died in your arms

up the big body, Rick Ross
Kick rocks, shorty tried to get lost
KIDS SEE GHOSTS, shorty, she could never ghost me
I'm chargin' up in the pussy, call me

The Hurt & the Healer

MercyMe

The Hurt & the Healer

2012

suffering

I'm alive
Even though a part of me has died
You take my heart and breathe it back to life
I'll fall into Your arms open wide
When the hurt

and heaven, I'm right
I'm cut from a different cloth
Big boss like Rick Ross
Had to cut the conversation short like it's menopause
Hangin' out the window shirt

your baby girl kick rocks
Big stunner
Taliban beard, Rick Ross
Big gut, I'm
Blackin on the stage
Chris Rock, Chris Tucker
You double drop
And laugh with

ain’t got drive like a pit stop
I flip a bag, I don’t flip flop
Double my Ms like Rick Ross
Shameless, Rick Fox
They ain’t do nothing but they always big

Them fairy tales you tell in your rounds
Will have a shell in the pound
Split your melon to the white
Meat with no melanin found
I could push your

some old gangsters
And embarrass them in front
Of their neighbors so he get pissed
Cause I dissed too damn hard
Served by this white dork
Yeah that's too

they leave in pairs
With a detail, cause you know how them dogs be
Feel they inner Rick Ross and slip em' Bill Cosby's

If you a downer stay the fuck

[Verse 1, Rick Ross]
AK's, Calico's, to 45's
I abide by the rules, what I gotta buy
Can let it by, too many niggas gotta die
Once you got one in

gloss
A Rick Ross a big Boss so get lost
I been grinding and hustling since I was seven
I die and they goin say he the biggest hustler in heaven (Amen)
I

Ross
All the phases and the pages I flipped wrong
Resulted in a dream I'm so thankful to live, uh
You've seen me try
You've seen me cry
You've seen me

Feel like I'm Rick Ross
Pandemonium when I step on out the drop top
She give me hot top
She a cluck head and I make her scream like bwack bwack
I hit

Guys wanna hate but I ain't annoyed
It's cool if you wanna
Give your mate destroyed
2013 mana' made a noise
See it's 2013 mana' Rick Flaring
All eyes

Hallelujah praise God

And man no stopping till I
Hit my chest and shout I'm the boss
And man no flopping till I
Secure my own estate Rick Ross

The question

Sleep When U Die

2 Chainz

Pretty Girls Like Trap Music

2017

watches on my arm
I got too much shit goin' on
I got your favorite stripper on my phone
I got a bank account, got another bank account
Got another bank

Tropikana, In Tropikana

Ah yeah...
Listen Close, I said we get our power by the coast
Clap-clap for your boys make a toast
I swear we aint goin show em all

get shot, you gettin' picked off
Rick Ross big soft, got that AK, let that shit pop
No Kidz Bop, get shot, get popped, get robbed, get lost
Big rocks,

released
But he on oxygen
Until his lungs get better
Approximately, a month later
I texted him on his birthday
A couple months after that
He died in his

Double cup and exhaust, whipping and sipping Rick Ross
I got hits in the vault, tomorrow ain't promised at all
Aston Martin music diffused with

snatch the heat and get the flame throwin
I stuff two different caliber shells in my revolver
Thirty eight, thirty two, Ross you got a problem
Start me

your mother fucking head bitch

They living a lie
Trying to provide
We living to die
Smoking dubai
Try to get by
Live by the eye
This life makes no

When Will I wake up wake up
I’m not your lovely mama
When you fuck up, fuck up
I can’t stand by you side
So I break up, break up
I think you need