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is cyber, I came from the bottom Right by the soil right where the rose came I'm too private to try to expose lames And I'm too violent to be
I'm hot as a bitch and I come with the meal, this real sauce Keep it 100, don't fuck with these fake ass hoes They envy like Rick Ross They hatin'
better lay it down if You can’t stand it 2G take off loose rope get cross Got bails on boats face gator lacrosse I’m on the road freeway Rick Ross I’m
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
but we eating now like Rick, Ross Player of the year just like an ex I never miss, nah nah
same thang game came when I left em I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie But I'm his Royal Slickness ghetto weakness come Rick is
Blast, we on the grind, for the cash y'all moving slow, we moving fast, y'all moving slow, we moving fast I'm stacking dough, pimping hoes, gripping
roll up with me everytime it's on these straight shady niggas around my hood lets be the obsession so we can trip on what we smokin on 'cause ya'll my
yo yo yo, last thing I heard was a blast car circling past I wasn't nervous thought they might be searching for gas Soon as Rob came out dispersing
wasn't fucking with me A young nigga on yea yea I know that you see I'm a boss nigga like Rick Ross I'm a saucy nigga like Walka You pussy niggas be
of the box-office hit, City of Light, producer Rick Meyers is making a public appearance and is joined today by Levi Herman and Robert Finley. Tell us Mr. Meyers how
I want you to tell them statik Selektah Lets do this, man for real We smoke big blunts, cigars, it's us It's obvious, kids We regulate up shit
the saloon in the valley. Now I dun came a long way and I don't wanna be late. Tell him I'll make it to him, you know we ain't. Move out, giddy up giddy
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
Waking up Rick Ross Wing Stoppin Mind the Buzz Pass the courvoisier At the pad like its paddington I do ish that cant be done Hoteling the Madison Through
green? Ain't me You just a knockoff grades malnourished But we eatin' now like Rick Ross Player of the year, just like An ex, I never miss, nah nah
wanna pull up then we spray Aim it at his Aim it at his fuckin face Look at my eyes and look at my face I'm tryna get by I don't wanna race I'm tryna get
we are def But here's some more for ya'll to just come get it Rip the wheels J, ("hit it") *beat changes to Rob Base & DJ EZ Rock's "It Takes Two"
by Gima but the shit came from Scotland The way I made the glass go Bitch, we steppin' on them niggas, ayy, steppin' on them niggas Bitch, we
be lost in space like a wookie No, we ain't playing hooty I'm not picky or choosy I like what I like and there ain't nothing you can do to me I came
rick ross huh If you aint toobing keep it moving thats how I'm moving I keep improving all my skills like Donatello I keep smoking on this pack so I'm
[Black Rob - almost mumbling] They said that I'm a Rottweiler And I'm from the Rottweiler house, the Rottweiler New York [G-Dep] Really, get
a cost I'ma boss just like Rick Ross They like my music, my shit raw If we catch you on that spot, we lettin' 50 out the car Sip Cough Syrup but got no
jane Eyes low, cops jock, I smell like Mary Jane Always climbing to the top, bitch I can't settle down Yall frownin on me cause I came back better now
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