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planet, all by myself
Now they saying Santa died, I ain’t die
I’m 'bouta get back on the sleigh (Slay)
(I) had the itis from eating that sandwich from

(Rick Rock Beats)

I'm back like I never left
In this muthafucka spitting rhymes 'til my last breath
Snoop Dogg in the building, yes, y'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

Ayy, I'm a big boss like I'm Rick Ross (ayy, Ross)
You ass backwards, criss-cross
You chasin' bitches over money, well, that's where you broke the law

colors in Ciaga, bout to cop them all
They think I own Balenciaga, way I rock it all
You know niggas like me, we don't shop at Ross
Never been Rick, but

'm drunk and sloppy
With the palm pilot, I want the money

So I got a problem
I lie that you're bout to be rich with a queso
A nigga be chasing them pesos
I

that's what Azrael will sing
No, I'm not a demon from Hell
Why do you believe in Hell
Even Joos don't believe in hell if you're religious
There's just

believe)
Do you know what you're messin' with this time

(Can ya tell me believe)
I'm lookin' for somethin' that you left behind
(Can ya tell me believe)
I

Tia Told Me

Rick Ross

Deeper Than Beef

2009

To relax! You know I have a temper problem!!! You know!!!
I talked to L.A. Reid, I said awwwwwwwwwww man!!!!!!
L.A. I mean Rick Ross is finished!!!!!!!
I mean

Tia Told Me

50 Cent

Promo Only: Rhythm Radio (April 2009)

To relax! You know I have a temper problem!!! You know!!!
I talked to L.A. Reid, I said awwwwwwwwwww man!!!!!!
L.A. I mean Rick Ross is finished!!!!!!!
I mean

Stingy like Mr krabs when it
Comes down to my sauce
Got chased by a fat mall cop
He look like Rick Ross
Like I'm hooping with this nigga
Hit him with

The movements i make is usually recorded for a movie
So I can't blame you for when we talk that you think it's make believe
And I got a cover girl with me better

admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who

moves
Everyday i'm hustling busting Rick Ross moves
Everyday i'm getting it busting Jay Z moves
Executive suites them VIP moves
But they wanna hate

homie
I had to get it by my lonely, been in the Port for so long these niggas so corny
Numbing my brain from the pain, that's why I'm rolling this OG
My

likes to get spit on
And my pockets be fatter than Rick Ross
Got a gun by my side you won't live on
Got a gun by my side you won't live on
Now he tryna

yeah and I'm that guy
Tells her friends she wants someone nice, but that's a lie
She's seduced by the attitude turned on by the danger
She doesn't want

the molly
Then I hand toss
Yeah, bitch
Then I hand toss
Yeah, bitch
Then I hand toss
I was in that bitch
Feel like like Rick Ross
I was in that bitch
cookin'

Who You're Around

Mary J. Blige

Dreams and Nightmares

2012

know, just make sure you know who you're around

And dat nigga Lil
Shit I can't believe you (Not you)
That's what that syrup and that weed do?

Pluto, the way i plan it
Please! I'd never stay afraid of Rick, no
That's barely myth i'm here to save the day
(yay) or my name isn't Jerry Smith

Without

jealousy where, we do not compare
Let me go brush my 50 inch hair
Fatass rick ross, you do not eat your pears
But if I'm on the mic, I do eat my peers
Cunty,

stuck in me
You never let me go
I believe you're the devil
I believe you're the devil's child
I believe you're the devil
I believe you're the devil's

Devil's Child

Judas Priest

Metal Works '73-'93

1993

stuck in me
You never let me go
I believe you're the devil
I believe you're the devil's child
I believe you're the devil
I believe you're the devil's

I no get boss na street I dey
Emi ni Rick Ross ruin ni wale(I'm Rick Ross, you're Wale)
I no fit count beat wey I dey kill per day(can't count