Lyrics:
"but it ain't really
Time to get married yet we're
Still learning each other
Feeling each other out" Not that it
Matters: the story has been
Printed
Ladies you are now tuned into the very best
Sho' Nuff songs
Jazze Phizzle
Rick Ross
Let's go Daddy
Rick Rizzle
M-I-YAYO
Candy all in
CHARLOTTE:
Ricky darling! Why’d you stop the cameras? I was just about to really start singing. It would’ve knocked your socks off.
RICK:
Oh, I think I’d
a bitch
But close your eyes for a minute, and just bite this dick, it's Ross
Designer jeans and a hand full of dough (yeah)
Bottle of that Rosé, pass
this
It's the bosss
Multi-millionaire shit 'round here
Flip what up?
[Verse 2 - Rick Ross]
Might cop a Benz (whaaat)
Not a regular Benz (Rossss)
Yo
Keyshia Cole
Your boy Juicy J
It's time
When a woman is fed up
If she done had enough
Better watch out
It's goin' down, yeah
Why does it matter
my pockets Rick Ross
Flipping never stops, uh
Win by any means
I ain't tryna take a loss
Out here for the p's
I been tryna make a lot
All i know is all
so big like Rick Ross yeah)
I know you missing me
While I run up a check, yea you dissing me
And I can't get you back by like any means
You was stuck
nigga
Still mad about that one ho, we ain't even fuck, I just lip-locked with her
I get active when it's war time, I ain't even really let my dick drop,
that shit
(Rick Ross)
Let's get it
(Ace Hood)
Eh knock knock, bang bang
Where the cash at
If you ain't got it leave you bloody like a tampax
mistakes
(Rodney, I love you, homie!)
I'm only human
(Appreciate it, dog!)
I'm a man, I make mistakes
I'ma make my mistakes
[Rick Ross]
12 years old
money fast don't matter what it cost us
Balling everyday living like Rick Ross
I'm feeling like a rockstar again
I'm feeding my soul as I hide in the den
kudos (you know)
Yeah we move weight like sumos
And kicks it with them bitches like judo southside!
[Ving Rhames]
Playaz Circle, Rick Ross, Ludacris
Execute nigga no matter of the cost
My pockets fat nigga like it’s Rick Ross
My drip immaculate like it’s really Voss
Take a w then I never took
don't matter what it costs
I got Ricks up on my feet
Pockets fat just like Rick Ross
She ain't want me
But I said fuck it hoe
Bitch, it's your loss
It's my time (Rick Ross)
It's my time (Finna' lay back on this shit man)
(Dade County dope boy)
I'm not a slim thug, I'm a fat mack
I don't
the way I ball, I'll love it when I see them fall
I just wanna be a boss, I wanna be like Rick Ross
I give it up to God, I'll cop it no matter the cost
crackin' it up or something (knock 'em, knock 'em, knock 'em)
Well, good night (knock 'em, knock 'em, knock 'em, knock 'em, knock 'em, knock 'em out Rick
crackin' it up or something (knock 'em, knock 'em, knock 'em)
Well, good night (knock 'em, knock 'em, knock 'em, knock 'em, knock 'em, knock 'em out Rick
sauce
Word to Rick Ross
I need a baddie to go with me down the the Wingstop
Make ya rings pop
Make that thing drop, make it hot
Make you wonder how we
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
ones by Jay Z and Rick Ross she
Did that song because she was asked and
Because "Kanye's a genius" She
Did "Bang Bang"
Because she "knew it would be big"
Listening to Aston Martin Music Music
[Hook - Drake]
Would have came back for you
I just needed time to do what I had to do
Caught in the life I cant let it
rich
That's forever
Stay blessed
That's forever
Go poor
That will be never
Like Rick Ross
Yeh We rich forever
Die today
That will be never
End time
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