Lyrics:
I want everything on my wish list
Rick Ross wings with the Popeye's biscuit
Damn you all heard what he said nigga
That nigga be spitting
This guy is
Uncle Ricky
Would you read us a bedtime story?
Please, huh? Please?
Alright, you kids get to bed
I'll get the story book
Y'all tucked in? (yeah)
Uncle Ricky
Would you read us a bedtime story?
Please, huh? Please?
Alright, you kids get to bed
I'll get the story book
Y'all tucked in? (yeah)
[Rick Ross]
You niggas ass backwards out here nigga
You’re wedding shouldn’t cost more than your funeral nigga
Brick in my jeans
Two bricks for
[Rick Ross]
You niggas ass backwards out here nigga
You’re wedding shouldn’t cost more than your funeral nigga
Brick in my jeans
Two bricks for
b low the money, that louie bag of hundreds,
We trying to holla, but she be hella fronting, she never met a nigga real as
[Chorus]
[Rick Ross
haze out the jar
Rick Ross, I'm the best in the flesh
Getting blessed on the ?, it's a way to reflect
Hard work pays off, I'm a boss, you can tell
By
[Rick Ross (J. Holiday)]
You Might need a passport for this one
Its international
J.Holiday!
(And we got a special guess)
Guess who, boss!
(You
Woah I'm a big shot with the head rock twin glocks - Shakewell
Make another check at a pit stop
Rick Ross with da big body tell my team to meet in
that he gay
My buyer just put an order in
For hella Beats by Dre
Two hundred hundreds in my
Pocket off of headphones
It's a good feeling know when I
Get
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
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,
Hit the purple main up, man I need a complete zip!
And if I catch you anywhere I can hit, you gettin' ripped
Verse 1, Webbie
I had to met her
celebrity is you
I see Muhammed Ali
Clanking goes my trolley (18)
Starred in "Hello Dolly"
When it ran out of blue and Salvatore Dali
He did a little sketch
of you gangstas, to the roughest Jamaicansg.
[Chorus]
[Rick Ross]
If you balling physics, nigga money never flow,
Meaning every day I'm living,
Don't let me get up on my Ross, I'm feeling like the boss I will cut you hoes off, I'm feeling like I'm Ross, how I'm whipping up the sauce, like I
Aye aye
Yup yup
Drip drop big rocks I want a Rollie no tick tock (Yea)
Thick thot big glock choppa as heavy as Rick Ross (Whoo)
I’ma just hit then
All these diamonds on me
Got these haters pissed off
Big boss like I’m Rick Ross
All designer when I’m steppin
Have a drip off
Back to back like
I
gettin fat in these Amiris call them Rick Ross
I swear I wanna kiss you when you puttin' on your lip gloss
I know your ex is mad you with me but that's his
I got 700 bitches in my roster
Used to call me big boss
Always kept the shades on my body, rick ross
Only rocking chains on my body big dog
So you
the sky
I'm so hood (listen)
I wear my pants below my waist
And I never dance when I'm in this place
'Cause you and your man is planning to hate (I
Im fresher than mannequins
Posted at Ross
My pockets be fat like the old Rick Ross
He made a decision with no coin Toss
You kill one of mine, then we
rapper, ya that's on god
We're big dogs, no Rick Ross, get criss crossed
Elevated to another level, on god
I don't stop, I got no ceiling like a drop top
My
b low the money, that louie bag of hundreds,
We trying to holla, but she be hella fronting, she never met a nigga real as
[Chorus]
[Rick Ross
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