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a toast to me
I paid the cost I'm a boss
Pockets on swole Rick Ross
Audemar on Jack Frost
My crib so big got lost
VVs hitting no flaws
Gianni Versace my

ain't tryna come up off the struggle
Faith in the hustle Rick Ross pushing it on the double
Phone dry up I'm out chea wit the post up
And I wouldn't

Then disappear for a couple days cause I got shit ta handle
This isn't Rick Ross this is Tony Soprano
A real Boss, and I'm making real moves
And she

REDMERCEDES

Aminé

REDMERCEDES

2017

pish-posh
Engine sound like it needs an ad-lib from Rick Ross
No I ain't M.M.G
But my next purchase might be an M3 (sheesh)
Sicker than most, look

know I got more M's than a real Slim Shady video
(I'm the real Shady)
Big Boss, less Rick Ross, more like a wavy Hideo
Kojima, they tote steamers

Woah what the fuck you been on
Your so fucking goofy
You came straight out of a sitcom
Most of these new rappers
get out rapped By kids in Kidz Bop
Big

you known as 4By 4, Bafana Bafana
Sipping my H20, 4yo savanna savanna
Want this freedom and fame sarafina untouchable give me air l burn parafina
Jump

Rick Ross, everyday I'm hustling
3. Can't sit around, wait for money, come to me nah 
4. Gotta go hard, that's the only way I'm going get it
5. Forget

Nicca running
Have a pussy nicca sprinting having em dipping like sauce
Pockets fat big boy status yeah I'm talking Rick Ross
Bro done hit a lick he done

They bought you everything you got on your CV
You forming omo baba olowo
But you no be Davido fucking bow down when you see me (Baba Iya ee)
Am banging

a clown

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
Why can't you just go stick to your job
That Maybach, feel like Rick, feel like Ross
At the draft, first round

Why you lookin' sad can't help it if you're trash just cuz you don't know how to add
Feelin' like a boss kinda like Rick Ross and my spit game clean I

Ah man, here we go again
It's KeyLo, on the D-low, I meant everything I said
Balmain's, stomping on his head
By the sea shore, got my feet froze, you

green? Ain't me
You just a knockoff grades malnourished
But we eatin' now like Rick Ross
Player of the year, just like
An ex, I never miss, nah nah

l pull the trigger		     (pa pa pa pull the trigger (rick ross deep voice)
Pa pa pull the trigger

(B-Futuristic)

Yeah they’ll let it go
B-futuristic

put in needles
Mix of Rick Ross painting with Bob Ross's easel
Buffalove gets no love, out here look medieval
The segregation is real
That's why we

In the Ghetto

Rick James

The Big Bang [Clean]

2006

[Busta Rhymes]
Why'know, my homey Treach from Naughty by Nature once said, 
"If you ain't from the ghetto, don't come to the fuckin' ghetto." 
But

like a zit, that boy he real deal dropped
Feel like I'm Rick how he Owen a bag, but I ain't talking bout Ross
These niggas all go out down bad, they sad,

Loyalty before everything
Me and that bag forever I might get that bitch a wedding ring
I feel like rick Ross I'm a boss
Why you can't mess with me

this, 
All day all night feeling this
Now I’m on some demon shit

Your eyes go Criss Cross
I‘m on some shit like Rick Ross
Your net worth is now net loss

a halfback. Stacking these racks in my pants and put half in the safe
Grrr big dawg pockets on Rick Ross, know that I'm holding that weight
Imma take what is

suck my d*ck
Don't have time to waste time
Give a fuck if you're offended turn it off or stop crying 
I live my life by a whole different law
Not

you what's the real deal 
See what you re gonna feel 
Damn 
I ain't Kendrick 
But i got the tricks 
The keys as fucking rick Ross 
Get down on your

like each fall
But, you was always too busy
Tryna impress all the people you hatin'
Because you livin' life small
That's predicated by social withdrawals