Lyrics:
my desire
You can't win no way, I the judge & justifier
Wherever I go is my automatic empire
Big boss Rick Ross Divine Rhymes & inspires
Whether hired
Into
Into
So tell me what we getting into
Ten o'clock hit the stage
Done at 12 but I'm waiting for Ross Rick to say
When they leaving a telly for
dollar residence
Rick Ross, big chips, AKs, flip clips
Off set rims on a rear six-inch lips
Started on the benches, rose through the trenches
Now I'm
On Rodeo, in a Maybach, they think that that's Rick Ross
Wanna fuck me, she a broke bitch, sorry boo, that's a big, "Hell nah"
Wanna sneak diss, it's cool
She climb the dick like she was takin' a hike
Then rode the dick like she was ridin' a bike
Knife longer than Jason's
I'm in Miami thuggin' with
hundred flips
These the Miami boys, drop top with the toys
Rick ross with the voice
What's the plan with no choice
With all plans to destroy
No space for
Nevertheless! Powerslave tour! Hmmmm. By the way,
Running Free... the photograph on the front of this single was by a man none other than Ross Halfing. He
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
the blue, they confused, now they look lost
CEO of CHS, big homie just like Rick Ross
Little ass nigga, hella jewelry, I'm a big boss
Used to be broke, now
Okay, rich mother fucker home 505
From the east side of town where you don't drive by
What's that sound? It's another drive-by
Always got a mask
Walkin' out, sittin' out, Chris Paul
Walk around doing my Crip Walk (Two, Two)
Two twin glocks, let the clip talk
Imma big boss like Rick Ross
He
ride, I ride for Trey-0-5
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5)
Rick Ross!
Pitbull!
The Bottom!
Listen Nigga!
Till a nigga D-I-E,
ride, I ride for Trey-0-5
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5)
Rick Ross!
Pitbull!
The Bottom!
Listen Nigga!
Till a nigga D-I-E,
Watch Rick Ross give his Jesus piece to a bum
'Cause tonight we ball, we ball, we comin' up
Paintin' the globe gold, two steppin' on the sun
Like gold,
how to crave the waves
And not go under, havin' a great time by Ocean Drive
Man I know tonight's about to get live
Roamin' the streets, takin' flicks in
how to crave the waves
And not go under, havin' a great time by Ocean Drive
Man I know tonight's about to get live
Roamin' the streets, takin' flicks in
wanna take us,
Cause we bringing all of the paper, n
From nothing, to something,
You know us we the Usual Suspects.
[Rick Ross]
17 trying man up,
With men who done forgot about time
By snorting a line
And telling everybody they fine
God, dammit, they lyin'
I pull a bag back over your eyes to open
background]
DJ Khaled!
When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5)
Rick Ross!
Pitbull!
The Bottom!
Listen
Ross
Might book Miami with a case
Man of course
Trip to Milan
Always got something on my arm
Push all the buttons
Satisfied by the charm
Come along way
'cause you down bad
Chasing over deposits and there ain't no fly shit in your closet
How can you be happy when that surrounded by the cost
And Rick Ross
jumping like Jordan
I can't swim but I'm throwing pool parties
Got a bitch over there, and a bitch over there
A young nigga starting to feel cornered
My LA
I'm livin my best life, yeah
I'm livin my best life
Rick Ross mansion too lit
White girl while we swimmin
Roc, bay, wit the sprite hit
Js by the pool
but no rick Ross
But I can never love no thot
I can never love no thot
Woke up this morning
Last night I was faded
Shawty calls my phone and I look
_(cropped).jpg/218px-Rick_Ross_The_Mastermind_Tour_June_15,_2014_Toronto_(14590434716)_(cropped).jpg "Rick Ross")
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