Lyrics:
I'm taking a ride with my best friend
I hope he never lets me down again
He knows where he's taking me
Taking me where I want to be
I'm taking
you down
Rick Ross be the boss in the Phantom and all
Got round the clock rocks, spring, winter, and fall
Some of y'all might call me crazy
But
let’s keep it a secret. She looks like she’s stolen yeah.
J-Bone - you know I bought it, she got the cash flow, she got the wallet. I got the lifestyle,
She said she need a ride she can really get lost
Hidden in the valley I can't give the sauce
Bel-Air at the crib or them Rick Ross bottles
Playboy
Age)
Your friends know it, that?s why you?re all alone (All alone)
Chasing the man you can?t see (You can?t see me baby)
So just walk away and let him
Lyin' beside you
Baby come closer, baby come closer
Touchin' your body
Baby come closer, baby come closer
Oh, let's make love tonight
Love me by
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
Hung to it, you complete bum to Rick
Source Awards, yeah, Rick every seminar
Even make Saddam Hussein tell me where the weapon are
Let me slow it
let up
'Til everybody eats my turds
These drums and hard snares bring out the worst in me
Like Justin Ross Harris at a nursery
Goin' ham at candy
thing you know, boy, oh, you're prison bound
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me
Let
in
Call this evil intent, like me in a limo (yeah)
Like the shade in these windows
Smoke gray, ladies go mental
But no way they can see in though
of a game where the culture's missing
When the CEO's blinded by the glow, it's different
Believe in myself and the Coles and Kendricks
Let the sock puppets
(suckas)
Suckas feel me and I know you haters hear me
(I'm fed up, I'm fed up)
Like I-R-S you wonderin' what I'm makin' yearly
Let them brown bags
by the chicks in the club
Now they want to rub my belly wanna show ya boy some love
They see me iced up they be like wassup?
Try to jack me if you
said, come on over baby, let me look in your eyes
Let me see the very heart of you
And I couldn't believe it, or conceive that my dream would come true
NBA Youngboy
All them light-skinned niggas will get eight dollars each for reparations
By the time they get to the dark-skinned niggas, like me
these niggas
You don't need another case
Let me murk these niggas
Fuck around and lose a
Loved one 'bout Khaled
Connections with the Arabs
Ross cartel
[Yo who made this, King Bain on the beat so you know you bouta turn up]
Aye
Criss-cross
Im mixing ya girl like apple sauce
No ine rick ross, but they
to me in my dreams
Is she taken? (Is she taken?) Is she mine? (Is she mine?)
Don't got time don't care, don't have two shits to give
Let me take you by
, so when the worlds at war, let our love heal us all
Right now baby make love to me, me, me, me, me
Oh, oh, make love to me
Hey, I don't know much
reminds me of a Kylie how she's moving with the lipgloss
Chanel bag she don't know what that shit cost
Talking oversees I know just what that shit was
Want
like I'm a pit
Yeah, double up gang, but I ain't talkin' Rick Ross
Uh, double up gang, I took that shit from Wiz
Rest in peace my nigga, but it's his
(You've got her
So why not let me be? Let me be)
You said she means nothing to you
Yet she's always by your side
Now, just what do you expect me
leaders and they gave us dope (crack)
From the C.I.A. by way of Nicaragua, shipped to Rick Ross, he's the black godfather
Now Oscar Blandon was his known
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