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and in this liftoff, captain

They gone run it back just like the kickoff, madden
Posted on the Nat like Rick Ross, Manson
One thing ill never tell you, my

I'm Rick Ross
They used to call me maniac flashed out when I get pissed off
I used to do features for free just cause I'm amazing
But no bap now to hear

are migratory?
ARTHUR:  Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1:  What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR:  It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD

of time with a lost boy
I’ll catch it back for me
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

and now throw her away
Big man Rick Ross, Young Don with the sauce
Two times gonna be the boss, two times running big dogs
All the times we had
I wish I'd

Rick Ross
He just told us that we fucked up and that it's our loss
But we don't care, we want some bodies no matter the cost

Verse 5:

So we blasting

What do you do when you make it this far
Surrounded by nothing but couple 808's, broken hearts, and melodies rocking out with the guitar
Day without

I'm building mass, she follow cause strings attached to this
I'm on my madden shit
These niggas like to follow me but I ain't having it
Just like

to win
Rolling around, always thinking in my bed
How it come to this, surrounded by sin
Trying to tame the devil, but all I see is red
Whispering in my

Capitol

Curren$y

The Stoned Immaculate

2012

kinda soft
Tattoos, lip gloss, pockets on Rick Ross
I'm fantasizing a tantalizing experience
Bitches like photography, I just take a pic

And my

to, though
But fuck it, man, shoutout Easter, man
I'm just having fun, I wrote this shit in like 5 minutes
I don't waste time on these niggas

work shirt or briefcase
And no name tag it's the same cat
Putting Maine on the map and I'm back
I got that shit that makes Rick Ross go (Huh)
Make Jay-Z

your time, we can take it slow (so slow)
Look, we don't play by the book (no)
Only drop bombs, so I had 'em all shook (shook)
Wanna make it big, wanna

in the sauce
Every effect bitch you know I'm the cause
Boss of the boss you can call me Rick Ross

Walk on the floor with that raw
I keep it real I got

I'm just tryna get paid nigga 
Wanna save it all but can't take it in the grave with ya 
9-5 Got you workin like a slave nigga 
Rick Ross yea I'm

to pretend (Don’t got no time to pretend)
If you keep talkin’ and playin them games
I put a price on yo head
Hop on the beat and you know i’m gon kill it (Kill

check up
Yeah, and I swear that I'm a boss
Everything I do, I do it big just like Rick Ross, yeah
I'ma buy a diamond grill no matter what the cost

in the box on some mime shit

Ain't no lil nigga, I'm a big boss
I lost it all like I'm Rick Ross
No big damien, get your shit tossed
Put your trust in

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

guess it's my time now, and I'm never going to stop
I hit rewind on the time, I'll be back by the weekend
I shoot the shot no defense
All the banks coming

do, if you looking fuck wrong witchu
Spit so much fire gotta wash it down with some VOSS
And all my niggas getting check, boss not talking Rick Ross

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Always seem to be on an urgent spree
Entertainment, valued through currency
Does it matter what I do personally
Ay, sad it

and money
Worth it in the end
So I'm missing my bedtime I'm always hungry

Yeah I got the sauce
I think ya'll need to floss
Shoutout Rick Ross
I was born

at the right time 
Guess that's why it's in my last name 
Never would I wanna steer you wrong 
Shifting gears cause I got the drive
I'm just tryna put you in