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on ol' Rick Ross status
Don't get flipped like you in gymnastics, uh
Niggas hard online, but in real life he made of plastic
You ain't built the way I'm

guy
Carlos, that's my guy
Rick Ross, that's my guy
Hold up wait
Took a seat with greatness guess I really know my place
Everybody dripping fuck with us

Rick Ross
Recording my tunes off TikTok
I was loving this shit, no lip lock
I was making these pricks so damn cross
I was that kid they bullied and put

pockets on rick Ross
Pull up make a pit stop
All dese bitches eyein me got em pissed off
He be actin hard but the nigga real slick soft
If I put it on em

Still Talkin Game

[Rick Ross:]
We Keep That White Girl, Like To Call Her Tamie
Born In Columbia, She Moved To Miami
Hilary Clinton, She My Bestfriend

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

Street Life

Rick Ross

Port of Miami [Clean]

2006

Rick Ross, Loyd, street life

Ain't nothin' but the street life
That's money, cars and hoes
It's the only life I chose
Street life, ain't

My Kung Fu

UTD

Urban Thermo-Dynamics

1999

Rick's cousin
When they knew I wasn't, but I had no shame
Pa, you know the name, the Mos always had game
Back in the day of the Rap Attack
When brothers

I got the drip sauce,
Pockets on rick Ross
We let that shit off,
I'm da drip, god
Bitch Ina big dawg,
I pull up Den dip off
Ain’t bout no shit talk

boss pockets on Rick Ross
Bitch, got my dick, in her mouth
Like she floss teeth
I don’t give a fuck, you’re a day
Nigga too weak (week)
I don’t gotta

in yo face 
Bouta show you the place, take you by the hand 
And I tell lil shawty  

Ima hold this down
Tell lil shawty Ima hold this down
Tell lil

love im wide awake 

What is success when your hearts at stake ah

What’s a home when you’re out of place 

Time goes by and I can’t erase 

This feelin

hawk
I been out here eating good 
You can call me rick ross
Ok lift off
ccting tough man I swearto god you big soft
Swear I can pull a Panamera spin my

They wanna f*ck with a boss. Everyday hustle I feel like Rick Ross yea. Heard that they taking a loss. Trapped all inside they be locked in a box

She's the one I wanna bus
Let her know that she's the boss
The way she move her waist and toss
Makes me spend money like Rick Ross

I'm going loko,

damned feet

DJ Blue mixed tapes and Lord Finesse
Raised on bass and on a worn slick deck
Learned my slang right down the block
From where Rick Ross

Tick Tock make that ass pop
Throw them hunnits up like you rick ross
Bitches in the background
Blunts like i'm passed out
Homie hit the lights now

in my headband
Fendi flip flops i got the sauce
And my pockets lookin like rick ross
I don't even wear the clothes i bought
Livin in a fantasy i swear

Molasses

Raekwon

Shaolin vs. Wu-Tang

2011

me and Britney, a dancer
Know your shit authentic by the way your hat fit on you, with it
I'm like the Blair Witch nigga in the rented
Curtains in

blast off.

Fuck with the click. Andd we clipping yo ass, 
with the cap off.(boom)

I'm going in with the mask off.
Come in this shit with the Rick ross

I'm a boss
Rick Ross
At the top
Keep a Glock
I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready
Try to plot
You will get shot
Ready or not
Cause I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm

a loss
You can not take a loss
Young slime came in wit the sauce
Tryn stack it up till my pockets like rock
Wan stack till it's as big as Rick Ross
Ross

A Miracle

Birdman

Purple Codeine, Vol. 16

2008

Rick Ross: Trilla
Bird-man: brrrr!

[Webbie] 
The 'lil soldier wit nothin' clear to see wasn't nobody handin' him shit
Ridin' round town glamor

of me for everything I done did
It's safe to say that I'm a boss even though Im a kid
Pockets fat like Rick Ross but I'm physically fit
I've been through