Lyrics:
a couple grand (couple grand)
I'm pitchin' chauffeur keys under hand
When I'm on the scene know that Brisc be a wanted man
[Chorus]
[Rick Ross
and rugrats and some of the most powerful people, I love that
C'mon
[Outro: Rick James, (Backup singers)]
(Talkin' 'bout ghetto life)
You all know what
on this joint I really gotta ask
What the fuck am I doing
What is this life that I'm living
Cause I've been fighting my battles all by myself
I'm almost out
me is alright
That Condom gimmick is fittin' for your type
Judgin' by what your past
Battle rapport like
You've been playin' it safe your whole life
the tough talk
Don't talk to me if you not a boss
Now I'm painting the picture like Bob Ross
At the bay they would say Wavey looking like a ugly Rick Ross
Now
could have but now I find myself with you
Take a gamble out of life and lemme see you make a move
I'm just playing my position, what's the odds that imma
on the grip
Call me Rick Ross smokin on the good
Posted in the hood n i wish a nigga would
SK on the seat filt to the tip
Phantom ridin to da beach with a grill
Like it's a tip off
I am yo value
No more rip offs
Chasing this chicken
Feel like I'm Rick ross
I want yo cutlets
I'm knowing they soft
Call me yo baby
Hit from the back, get the camera, I'm filming a tape, bouta put it on TikTok
You feel like your life is fun, but my life a movie directed by Rick Ross
Brisc be a wanted man
[Chorus]
[Rick Ross:]
Ricky Ross
[? ] my jeans I'm gettin brain everyday
Bitches thicka than venus I told Serina she can
'm Rick Ross, I be with gunplay
You grind hard, you could reach this one day
I learned the game young, and knew that I would teach it some day
I'm bool,
Rick Ross
But swear I'm a boss
Your bitch getting tossed
Not cut from that cloth
I'm trying to get rich
You trying to get off
I want bags only
I got cash
can’t pullup whenever
I got birds n they flock by the feather
He get hurt if he try touch my cheddar
Been through worst but my life getting better
Bitches
It's the boss Rick Ross
Mark Morrison, living legends
We've been around the world 305 times
Going for 306
Ever since you went away
My life
I heard they mad
Heard They mad
Yeah im a savage
I might crash
Living the life I move to fast
One hand on her thighs
Her feet on the dash
I Heard
you and your tired-ass bow down to my ass
I shit on a kid want to vic wanted KITT
What's Slick Rick, this one is dead
Life's finished, this rapper
'm lost
This jacket is Rick
I don't shop at Ross
Imma be big
Imma be a boss
I hit my dance
I do my floss
I'm shining like shit
Bitch I feel like I'm gloss
a wanted man
(Chorus)
(Rick Ross)
Ricky Ross
???? my jeans I'm gettin brain everyday
Bitches thicka than venus I told Serina she can train
Got my money
when I know they don't, right?
Yea, big boss with the bag
Hear them M's coming like Rick Ross with the tag (M-m-m-maybach)
But I still gotta pay these
Let me remind you this is not a house
Where peace be an option and I'm not a scared mouse
Don't sound like Rick Ross
Trying hard to be the boss
But I
Bang bang same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
[Slick Rick]
But I'm his Royal Slickness
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
Big dawg I just lost a dub
But that shit small
Big boss push it to the limit
I’m like Rick Ross
Niggas soft rappers living backwards
Call em criss
Dick in my hand I'm pissed off
But I ain't bucklin', 'Everyday I'm Hustlin', Rick Ross
One day the whole globe will know I'm Clark Kent
Underneath
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