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It's getting real
But I aint Scurry
Oh there it goes im trippin balls
Hope I don't fall off
Get fired by the boss
Close call
He was talking too much

Although I never do a remix 

Shoutout to the man who made it yea he was a genius. 

Mr Cool I love you but this beat I gotta eat it. 

And bring

already know she want that sauce cause


I feel so high, I can't let a minute go by when I'm with you (when I'm with you)
Said when I'm with you, oh no no

Funkadelic Relic

LL Cool J

14 Shots to the Dome

1993

platinum
We know the presidents are flowin' by who's sackin' them
I'm that type of guy when poppa wasn't happy with it
Trippin' them up, that was my

Zoom

Lil' Boosie

Bad Azz

2006

the club like

[Yung Jok]
Every day I'm hustlin'
They think I'm Rick Ross
Just as soon as I fuck 'em
Tell the hos to get lost
A lot of niggas mad

man you can't compute it
Cry me a river, Vladimir Putin
Rick, I'm a boss
Cane, I ain't gotta floss
Tiki-taka like Saka
Need a mil in the box
By cane I

girl, had to give up my rib
Back in the booth with these bars like a bid
Big talk
You don't want stick talk
Big boss, feeling like Rick Ross - ooh
Came

businessmen and examples that we can do it.  From Jay Z to Piddy, Rick Ross the Boss, 50 Cent is consistent man count the cost.  HairApp “Everything Hair” I’m

'cause you know what you worth
Yo, came through dripping, I know you got the sauce
The only one to make a thug cry, no Rick Ross
The way I touchdown, I’m

with the sauce take no loss like it's memories
Living like Rick Ross I'm a boss your the enemy
Now I'm up in arms ticking bombs here's my cavalry
Pull up

keine Gegner


Deutsche Gangsterrapper
Alle fake wie Rick Ross
Ja Officer Ricky macht sein
Geld jetzt mit Hip-Hop
Das ihr nicht real seid
Kann man euch

about to blast off, she love me I'm her rockstar
Time for me to show off
Pop off like hot sauce
The big boss, rick ross, million dollar shows start when

Lights off no talking on this night
Swinging off like I'm lost in a fistfight
Lights off like a boss up on this mic
Rick Ross when I'm talking my

to private, yeah she always by the cockpit
Stop it, it's nonsense, boy I'm on my boss shit
On my Rick Ross shit, they asking me to drop shit
Liquor in my

got you smooth huh 
Imma big dawg but i don’t talk that Bitch talk
Imma rip off big dawg like Rick Ross 
I stiff arm a broke bitch like get on
I’m

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

never seen the truth
He wanna' act like he with that, okay we
Before I re-up I drop your bitch off
Told the label double up them
M's like I'm Rick Ross

offed
I'm just waiting, know for now I like shit talk
I been around, I'm the big boss
Draco got titties that's rounder than Rick Ross
No criss cross, if

(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

already
Free everybody man
All da man dats in da can right now free dem

Savage beats r-IP Abbro, GDots
Dun know

I'm living good and I'm
So I know dey'

God Lives Through

A Tribe Called Quest

Midnight Marauders

1993

my man, and break 'em off a little something (ooh)

Oh my God, oh my God (la, la, da, da)
Oh my God, oh my God (shooby, do, do, do)
Oh my God, oh

on
So unbothered by the people I unintentionally shit on
I’m putting bitches on a timer
I told her my dick like a year long
Ralph up that road and he

Yeah
Yeah just turn it up a lil more
I'm feeling like I am a man amongst all these boys
She told me she think that I'm pretty
She want me to sing
She

knock it off
Weed pills dope and soft
Bitches know that I'm the shit
I ain't gotta floss
I'm a motherfucking boss word to rick ross
Twenty four karats wit