Lyrics:
the way I ride
While I'm bumpin' My Life by Mary J. Blige
See I damn near cried day Rick James died
See that shit was cold blooded but the music keep
boss
Fuck Joss, he's no hoss
I hate his guts and I hope that he never pushes through
Fuck Joss, he has no sauce
Fuck Joss, tryna be Rick Ross
He has
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'
Trina, Rick Ross, Hot Box..
I got a, fat pussy for a cocksucker
I got a, hideout for a cop ducker
I got a, condo for a baller nigga
I got a,
bussin
Run up Onna squah, might load choppa at ya muffin
Need dat cash I need dat sack no rick Ross I need two maybachs
Hold dat rock don't trip don't
ear
That at two you would like to hear
Kriss Kross and Rick Ross at 2am
Jump around and get down to Here I Am
Face down and back up till the morning
Genaro
Mafia music fuego
Soundtrack to this movie like life
I do not fuck with you weirdos
I do not fuck with your vibe like like
I do not fuck with your
No
What did you do
No
What did you do
What's up miss it's ricks you know I've been busy
I've been caught up in some mad sticky
Situations I
total con...
[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Born with the murder one
We got the hood burning up
Yea this what you want
My niggas know to turn it up
Then it all sounds like Rick Ross to me
This is the shit I'm supposed to respect?
Fuck that nigga SMD
P A U S to the E
Dunno who you're pretending to be
If it’s not the Ace Hood "Hustle Hard" flow
Then it all sounds like Rick Ross to me
This is the shit I'm supposed to respect?
Fuck that nigga SMD
P
convention with a gold revolver
Life's a salad I'ma toss it eat this shit up, Rick Ross it
Shit it out, bag it up sell it, I'm so damn rebellious
'Cause my
grind, no flip flop
When they see me they say I'm headed for the tip top
Hey, hey
I feel like Rick Ross
I ain't heavyset but I promise I'm a big boss
When
Rickyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Officer Rickyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[Verse Two]
SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!! We don't wanna hear your mafia tough talk
That fake fuck
Rickyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Officer Rickyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[Verse Two]
SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!! We don't wanna hear your mafia tough talk
That fake fuck
chicken in the
Last ten years that's why you've been off
Every time he goes on Instagram and
Sees a picture of Rick Ross
Rockin' a long rocky chain
With
to rock, YOU!
We're the kings of swing
And we're chosen to rule
The deans of clean inside the cool school
We're the chiefs of relief
Contained by wild
Savage the way I floss
No Rick Ross, I stack my chips
Jeans to be a boss
No Kris Kross
Imma be a rich bitch
( Verse 2 )
Yeah, uh
I’m so
like Criss Cross
Crossed off like Chris Paul
Big guns call 'em Rick Ross
Broke home, make my dick soft
Lick balls then dick pause
I spit raw, make them
en Miami con Rick Ross
Hay terro' en el case (Ja ja ja)
Medio kilo en la muñeca, investigacione'
(Investigacione')
Y el diablo me dice: "Apretale
El
(Fuck, I got better shit to do)
Yo I put a pound of
Yo I put a pound of weed in a ziplock
Mastermind like Rick Ross
Roll up to a funeral in
make 'em feel empowered
'Til they're fertilizin' soil
Pushin' flowers, yeah
What do Lil Wayne
Rick Ross and 2 Chainz all have in common?
They make
Rick Ross:
See it go like dis started what is
Made it to a burb now im da shit
Nigga thats my word pull up in da whip
See us on da curb hands
that Maybach Music
Rick Ross, Rich Forever
Now, turn the fucking volume up
_(cropped).jpg/218px-Rick_Ross_The_Mastermind_Tour_June_15,_2014_Toronto_(14590434716)_(cropped).jpg "Rick Ross")
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