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like Repo My ego big as Debo

Bitch, I'm the one like Ne-Yo, make nothin
Bitch, turnin' into somethin' Rick Ross everyday, I'm hustlin
Me and the plug

dick, he a big boss
I'm the gold rose, I call him
Rick Ross
Then he choked me out with my legs up
I lift my head up and told him "tear it up"
He sped up

kids without fathers asking how are you this far?,  I don't have a girlfriend but get Molly from Rick Ross

Speaker in my pocket playin my chemical

las-o jos
Aaa, hai dă-i din tine, port doar Boss
Hugo, Hugo, Hugo sunt un Boss
Ca Rick Ross, pachete de bani, al meu e cel mai gros (M6)

Motoare

mad right now? You should see me when I'm pissed off
I got a purple Lamborghini. You should call me Rick Ross
Yeah, I'm the big boss. Yeah, I spit super

see you Boba Voss
I want da head, coin toss
Maybach, Rick Ross
cll back Ecosport, hit da grass, hit da gas 
If dem lights get behind me imma have to do

blowing off some steam
We did
We made all the plans on the block as lil kids
All we ever wanted was to be real rich
Momma shopped at Ross
We was trying

boty, jordan triko
Tvoje devka tlusta rick ross, ses retard pico jak tiktok

Jako my tu neni nikdo
Tenhle track je sracka, pico
Porad lepsi nez vy,

care bout no cost
Flexin' on my hoes 'cause it's they loss
Feelin' like the biggest boss, Rick Ross
Niggas out here flippin', man, call it criss-cross
I

girl, had to give up my rib
Back in the booth with these bars like a bid
Big talk
You don't want stick talk
Big boss, feeling like Rick Ross - ooh
Came

got lost
Living rich like I'm Rick Ross
Shoutout to the bros who never fell off
Yea that's my gang ain't no way we gone stop
We gone keep climbing till

5PM, phone blowin' up
Rambo with the zip costs
125 plus 20, drop that bitch off
Swingin' by the house, grab my nine piece
Rick Ross
Gotta drop this

on her clit
Back to slobbing on my tip eating goblin my stick
I'm a big boss I'm Rick Ross I'm G-Eazy when he says
I mean it mean it mean it call your girl

that brick talk
Like they Rick Ross in hopes they gon' get a Maybach
Forgive me, Lord, I know that I have sinned

I was only trying to make it, I was

Why they talk to me, leave em' mute
Kick that bitch out, yeah you know she got the fuckin' boot
Feelin' like a boss, Rick Ross, fuck the cost
Feelin'

hit the Quan
Bitch she gon call me Papa but my names not John
Rick Ross run up on me bullets get em' tummy tuck
You is broke and you chilling with some

the Bears
Reef up next, he goin' on a tear
This hoe Rick Ross, keep leakin' her pear
Keep cuttin' nem' pills
Told twin don't you dare
He can't get a feat

Styrofoam filled to the top with the shit that gave Lil Wayne that seizure
Zip lock filled to the top with the shit that gave Rick Ross that seizure
They say

that it's cheap
Bitch I'm a baller I swear I'm elite
Feel like Rick Ross I'm a muhfuckin boss imma cop me some bitches to kiss on my feet
uh huh
I'm

pictures with the cheese 
Yh you gonna see me on the tv 

“CHORUS”


"Verse 2"

I'be shinning Michael kors Yh
And ama boss, Rick Ross 
ama pull up with

but we eating now like Rick, Ross
Player of the year just like an ex I never miss, nah nah

kwa slim ice teet 4pf di bold
Phyno-phyno lyrics gi Di bad and e choke
Illblis oga boss repping igbo Rick Ross
Play maker of the season
Umuiyo steady

the money you know I'm Rick Ross
You is not funny, you go play lacross
Nigga so musty, he don't even floss
Go look at this drip and you know it is sauce
Nigga

could you can't take my spot
Yeah, yeah, but fuck you not
When I be walking my pockets so full
I stay with them knots yeah, yeah
My pockets like Rick