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ammunition, it's smoke in the atmosphere
S.R.T. , we the gang, bitch, it's our year

I been keepin it, player &, kickin' and pimpin', too long, now these fuck

you know you missed
On ya block, With a blick
I get top from yo bitch
I got hundred's, Hundred's, Hundred's
And I alway's keep my Rick's
Something else,

And whips than the dealers and (grunt) than Rick Ross
more bitches than Nas and trees than Bob Ross
And points than a cactus and kills than Katniss.
More

milimetr
Ja płynę slychać w głosie ty pchaj to jak bolid w boxie
Gdy mam tych wacków w nosie czuje high tu jak po koksie
Nie jestem game'm rick ross'em czy

pissed off
Looking for the next high, yeah I'm trying but the shit hard
Want a Maybach like I'm Rick Ross
And now I've gotten farther than you would

the wheel, you know He steering it

They don't pain they know my struggle
Feeling like Rick Ross every day I hustle
This walk ain't for the weak yeah this

another minority
Tryna upgrade my lifestyle and do it with authority
Ayy, bitch, we some motherfuckin' bosses
Like Rick Ross, like Master P
Like slim thug,

Screw Dat [Mix]

Mike Jones

Who Is Mike Jones? [Screwed & Chopped]

2005

Mike Jones blew up
I got diamonds shinin' on my cross, candy blind me from the gloss
I keep my hand on Nina Ross for haters who wanna break me off
80 4's

snatch the heat and get the flame throwin
I stuff two different caliber shells in my revolver
Thirty eight, thirty two, Ross you got a problem
Start me

White Linen Affair (Toney Awards)

Ghostface Killah

The Big Doe Rehab [Clean]

2007

the great Luda, Jeezy and Wayne
T.I., Rick Ross, Rich Boy, Snoop and The Game
And for my ladies, we have, Ne-Yo with Usher
Y'all have a seat, we be right

Stingy like Mr krabs when it
Comes down to my sauce
Got chased by a fat mall cop
He look like Rick Ross
Like I'm hooping with this nigga
Hit him with

It Feels So Good

Twista

Adrenaline Rush

1997

teeth like Slick Rick
Tapped on Obsession colonge like Doug E. Fresh in the flesh
Think I'm blessed with the zest after slippin on my slick fit
The high

to the death plenty fought
From the A to the J, I done shown plenty heart
Shown plenty smarts, any art, Bizzy sharp
Ill with the literature Freeway Ricky Ross

mama a new porch
Turned into dreams of getting mama a new Porsche
2 Exhaust, huh! Rick Ross
like a Big Shot, They call me Big Boss
Only up in Zimbali

y'all some offspring
I don't wanna end up like another Rick Ross stashing powder up under the box springs
I don't pop things 
I drink hella muddy
Shoo

shine like lip gloss 
Pockets on swole you can call it Rick Ross 
You fuckn round with a real live boss baby my shit cost
Chorus:
I told these niggaz

they leave in pairs
With a detail, cause you know how them dogs be
Feel they inner Rick Ross and slip em' Bill Cosby's

If you a downer stay the fuck

When Will I wake up wake up
I’m not your lovely mama
When you fuck up, fuck up
I can’t stand by you side
So I break up, break up
I think you need

just elevate
Cut a bitch off wit a big saw everyday
Big as Rick Ross when I dick thots every way
Can you believe in me now
Keeping the beat in my mouth

Semi-psychotic patriotic homie I'm Ocelot/
Rick Ross'n when tossing these words I floss a lot/
Alucards father when eatin why I floss a lot/
Listen I'm a Belmont

Chief Keef, my nigga Sosa
Kodak Black
Tyrese
Flava Flav
Lil Wayne
Rick Ross
All them dark niggas gon' get fifty-five acres and two hundred million

on ol' Rick Ross status
Don't get flipped like you in gymnastics, uh
Niggas hard online, but in real life he made of plastic
You ain't built the way I'm

me not trip
I'm on a journey my dawg 
Tryna get rich like Rick Ross
She say she falling in love 
But I never fell baby 
Chasing W's tryna turn them

Remember like big boss
We chillin like Rick Ross
The villains the see us
And they feeling like hand toss
Those feeling we sand off
That's me and my phantom