Lyrics:
bruh
In the ghost no Casper
Going up no ladder
Til my pockets get fat bruh
Watch how we stack (Stack, yea)
I'm the boss like I'm Rick Ross
I'm the one
ain't playing I'm a go right in
So don't fraud
You say you f*** with me
Cause I'm a boss
I ain't talking Rick Ross
Finally found myself
Cause back
much ass in one move
Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-BOOM
Make that ass hop (x2)
All the ladies in the party make the planet rock
See that ass hop
Watch
should slide to your crib
So we could make some moves
She like "bae that's cool" cause on her mind
She was thinking too
Pull up to the spot, walk through
total con...
[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Born with the murder one
We got the hood burning up
Yea this what you want
My niggas know to turn it up
screws
Jack move
Yes I've become a big boss
But I'll never be cool as Rick Ross
That's okay, N9ne's been rhyming
And now he's shining
Perfect timing
repetitive
I'm revelation but also the genesis
mythical creature I am a Pegasus
I'm a big boss like rick Ross
Although I don't got a dad bod
They call me Steph
to build lofts in it
Go through a lot for lot, as long as a cars in it
The frauds winnin', we make it by bein' authentic
Swag like chicken nuggets I got
Bout time to make a move upon the hungry little butthole
Meanwhile she acted quite passive
lickin' the hun neck while she lotionin' that ass with jelly
apartment you got Rick
On her knees about to make her fall
(Girl)
"All platinum and gold, jammies hangin' on the wall too
You got it goin' on"
Now my
Feeling like Jesus on the cross I aint bleeding
But I got the drip and the red sauce
Give a fuck about a season losing weight like Rick Ross
Kicking
Ross
Cause she acts like a boss every time she put that lip gloss
Never take shit for granted like when you make a wish to shenron
I feel like I'm
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
what we quote
No Rick Ross
You fuck wit the boss
You dirty you ratty? I steady go floss
And bait the snake
And wait till he's out
Don't double cross
[Busta Rhymes]
Why'know, my homey Treach from Naughty by Nature once said,
"If you ain't from the ghetto, don't come to the fuckin' ghetto."
But
time to rake up
Ain't stressing bout a loss gotta make up
I turn to a boss
Attention is paying my cost
Fuck is you talking about feel like I'm Ross
Chef
gloss, cadillac got a wide body like rick ross
Took time but my cash got right,
If I want it I'm a buy it I don't ask no price
Rear view mirror,
DONT make you family
If the branch nuh fruitful me a cut it off
Me nuh want them pan me family tree
Weh them a seh
Move an gweh
Ca blood DONT make you
name was Anheusur Brewery
And hittin bush by the duece
Like Jesus created two of me
Haters they make me famous
So I'm deservin an Oscar
Walkin by
Rick Ross, Loyd, street life
Ain't nothin' but the street life
That's money, cars and hoes
It's the only life I chose
Street life, ain't
leave me pissed me off (ooh)
Diamonds heavy husky like my jeweler name was Rick Ross (Yyah)
I'm gettin' up while you gettin' off
(Yeah, yeah)
Poppin'
like Parley
My lil' shawty she a brat, I ain't fucking on no Barbie
Niggas want me on they time, but I'm showing up tardy
I make millions by the day,
get shot on the porch of your fortress
Now they see that you know I'm from Port City
I run this, Rick Ross it's boss shit
'Cause we takin' over,
The Don Make It Happen Like Genie He made a wish F*** N**** want to be me
Keep talkin yo sh** old heads said I’m legit can tell by my fit they like ooo he
_(cropped).jpg/218px-Rick_Ross_The_Mastermind_Tour_June_15,_2014_Toronto_(14590434716)_(cropped).jpg "Rick Ross")
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