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Warhol I'm a ball hog
I'm a big dog, you small dog
Like Rick Ross, I'm a big boss

I'm going in
I ain't got no time for close friends
Or women
Or anything

Threw up pitchforks we all stick together
My criminal underbelly, is big like Rick Ross
I feel like Boosie I'm the man that's the boss uh
Nigga's want

Had a nigga run Rick, no Ross
And he better not trip or his life he lost
He talked down on them guys and this is the cost
Seen a lot of drive-by

bossed up now I call shots like Rick Ross 
Pour me up another cause I think I'm coming down
My liver ain't the only thing tonight that's bout to drown

plate (Yeah)
Rick Ross can't be eating fifty plates (No)
Batswana tried to tell me cut the hunger out (Out)
But tell me who the fuck is eating? (Woo)
Pass

was having trouble fitting in
Wasn't anybody's fault, it was the trouble from within the
Third Culture
Everywhere I go, I feel different
Everywhere I

The whole reason I wanted to be a
DJ was the feeling I got
Sitting next to the subwoofer listening to
The upper cuts and rick ross
Tripping on Robitussin

Criss cross on the beat (criss cross), tip toe can you see (tip toe)
Rick ross ima G (real G), Tic Tic Boom explode on the scene (boom) 
Gotta drive

a boss in a room
No Rick Ross it's a boss in the room
No Rick Ross it's a boss in the room
Blicky on me got the blicky on me all my weed I smoke sticky

Shining like some lipgloss
Maybach Rick Ross
Heading to the beach with my girl in her flip-flops
She didn't really mess with the rap or the hip-hop

in my dirty white Vans, ayy
Eenie, meenie, miney, moe
I catch a thotty by her throat
Grip it till she yelling all out
But don't let her go, ayy
Ate

come clean, I'm capping
I woulda bought me a crib, a dumb stupid silly one at that
So I could show Rick Ross he ain't the only one with money
And he

things you can't discover
Symere Woods and Wilburn, got too much sauce
Double R cullinan that's some boss shit
Rick Ross, move him out the way he guarding

Adrenalin

Kollegah

Jung, Brutal, Gutaussehend, Vol. 2

2013

Freundin will 'nen Fick mit dem Big Boss
Doch ich will heut' nur abhängen wie die Bitchtits von Rick Ross
Im VIP-Bereich mit Cocktail in der Hand
Hater

brought the groove, i switch lanes
Like i'm hungover, bout to go viral like i'm man (Dozer)
Call the shots like i'm rick ross, im the boss
Straight jack-it,

Like this (I'm lit)

Balling out with the clique
Y'all know we getting rich
Hopping up in the whip
Ain't stalling out when I drift
Glock by the hip now

to shine
Here you go again just breaking my mind
Never taking my life but my livelihood
Always get tight cause I'm right and I'm by the book
Never in sight

Man
I'm a Trouble Man
I'm a Trouble Man

Having the shine is like a
Moment in time and you
Can't press rewind when the lights go out
Yea I remember

wanna reroll
Bitch I'm a boss I feel like I'm Rick Ross
All of these diamonds don't know what it cost
All of these diamonds they stay in my hand
Run up

All I do is win
I can never take a loss
I'm gone pass you
If our paths cross
I'm so big you can call me
Rick Ross huh
I'm a boss
I'm a boss
I'm

em
If you want some soft i might even mail it
I got a rick ross nigga serving cellys
I just got a phone call from the plug
He said come through its

Push it to the limit I feel Rick Ross
We got too much sauce Watch it drip off
I be pushing packs spot jumping like a tip off
Rounds flying through

Wait a minute
Just wait a minute
Wait a minute wait a minute
Wait a minute
Just wait a minute
I'm the boss
Rick Ross
Check me out
Looking lost
I be

(Don’t make me do it man, don’t make me do it)
 
Please don’t get it twisted 
 
Yeah I’m talking Rick Ross 
Better tell me what it cost 
For they go