Lyrics:
crime homie, time for dyin' homie
[Chorus: x 2]
[Rick Ross]
It's truly a miracle, that boy still a live
'Cause I was sellin' bo in '95
Ridin'
fatter
Yeah they fatter than Rick Ross
And I swipe, swipe, swipe
Could give a fuck about the cost
Look alive
I push that foot to drive
I'm vrooming past
at me man you see hardcore
A real street hood nigga, wish a nigga would, nigga
I can give a damn what you think about it all
If you think I'm crazy
go
Whether thats right I will never know(ugh but here goes nothin)
[Verse 2 - Rick Ross]
When Im alone in my room sometimes I stare at the walls
here
Call me Florida Man
Doing business with the family
Rick Ross bawsin
Put em in a coffin
A goon to a goblin
I'm hot flowing current in a conduit
and vaudefillian famous
For singing "Swannee"
Written with words by Irving Ceasar
And music by Ira
Gershwin in 1919 became a big hit for
Jolson in 1920 and was
do it for the hood
I do it cause you're gay
You suckers wish you could Ricky Ross I'm in the bank
[Plies]
Hey feds,
Heard your bringing my name
out this shit
I'm tryna make my mom proud, nigga, before I get rich
I come from shoppin' at Ross, yeah, just like I'm Rick
Nigga, I'm really freestylin
Aye aye
Yup yup
Drip drop big rocks I want a Rollie no tick tock (Yea)
Thick thot big glock choppa as heavy as Rick Ross (Whoo)
I’ma just hit then
Haiti
Now is my turn and I’m not patient
Execute nigga no matter of the cost
My pockets fat nigga like it’s Rick Ross
My drip immaculate like it’s really
can't slow it down
Because I'm sitting on top of the world and I'm not comin' down
[Rick Ross:]
Burnin' butter got it smellin' like it's butterscotch
I'm drippin' in sauce
Pull up with the Glock
I flex that rick ross
Givenchy my arm
Imma go spend sixty bands on a cop
Imma swerve raris bitch I'm
(Roc-A-Fella, Roc-A-Fella)
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Hustle real hard (Rick Ross)
Hustle, hustle real hard (triple C's, Port of Miami)
Hustle real hard
Hustle,
(ha)
Bulletproof vests cannot defend tops (yeah, yeah)
Wanna walk in my shoes, you need ten socks (chyeah)
But these niggas is actors like Rick Fox
the hood that bitch got 1-25 in the dash
(She like a gangsta 'cause)
I'm the biggest boss that ya seen thus far
I'm the biggest boss that ya seen thus far
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
Walk in my city, I feel like Jesus walking
Put it in sport, and you know ion get to talking
You know that I'm cool and I play by the rules
You
Rick Ross
Singing like I'm Rick Roll
Caught you in a big hole
I slash a sword like ichigo
Here I come and there he go
Sipping on my Danimal
They saying
Yeah, alright, Kadalack Boyz
East side, west side, south side
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in
like Repo My ego big as Debo
Bitch, I'm the one like Ne-Yo, make nothin
Bitch, turnin' into somethin' Rick Ross everyday, I'm hustlin
Me and the plug
man's backpack
So long I'm watchin' Cabaret no Mulan wrong hood but my thinkin' cap shoes on
Don't get caught in the wrong hood rat murder capital yep you
A greedy nigga got plenty but demand more, Testosterone Looking like I’m still plotting, A Mustafa beard, I’m Rick Ross laden, A No fly zone, niggas trying
Now I'm countin 100s I swing euros and pounds in Europe with pounds boy I be movin around. Cell phone well known the big boss rick rizzle the rich
text her when it's past midnight
But I'm off that shit, boss ass bitch
You don't wanna see me Rick Ross this shit
I'm a boss-some bitch, run with this
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