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businessmen and examples that we can do it. From Jay Z to Piddy, Rick Ross the Boss, 50 Cent is consistent man count the cost. HairApp “Everything Hair” I
Okay, I'm reloaded
The homey, Elvis Presley and Rick Ross teen
Be back, I'm back
I'm back, I'm back
It's nowhere to go
I'm talkin' Japanese
'm really getting pissed off (pissed off)
No sit down criss-crossed
Shooting shit like Chris Bosh
On my hustle game like Rick Ross
I can't fuck with lames
in the bag
If you're tryna meet your end, I can help you out with that
Cash on the table, put your feet on the floor
If you're coming for a fight, you
Squad
From the top, we have 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
engine gone
I am the top selling, who cares?
Stop dwelling, then stop yelling
I'm not yelling, you're yelling
Smart-aleck, goddammit
Fuck is that
reppin' my city
I be reppin' my city, no one can do it better
[Rick Ross:]
Let the top back on the Chevy
Then I crank up the boom
Smellin' Issey
are, playa, get into heaven's doors
I really believe, this the realest that I ever wrote
I'm tryna to keep the message going like a chain, smoke
Come
is the champion sound, believe believe!
Okay, Lamborghini Mercy, your chick, she so thirsty
I'm in that two seat Lambo' with your girl, she tryna
is the champion sound, believe believe!
Okay, Lamborghini Mercy, your chick, she so thirsty
I'm in that two seat Lambo' with your girl, she tryna
is the champion sound, believe believe!
Okay, Lamborghini Mercy, your chick, she so thirsty
I'm in that two seat Lambo' with your girl, she tryna
Somethin' told me, yeah
Woah woah woah woah
Somethin' told me that you would change on me, one day (one day)
My name ain't Rick Ross, but all my niggas keep
Yeah... Bucks... In The Bucks We Trust
I keep on getting better by the day
I'm working gotta an album on the way
I'm thankful for the blessings that
of my mens, I just eat good like Rick Ross
I don't need no new friends, niggas be throwing me off
Okay, let's go, hey, hey, okay, go get some money, go
enter enter like a fucking boss (Like a boss)
I'm a hustler hustle hard like I'm Rick Ross (Rick Ross)
Lessons lessons up on lessons
Blessings (Blessings)
'm a boss nigga, I'm bossed out like Rick Ross, nigga
Five-fifty Benz, you know what that cost, nigga
My shit paid for, you paid a note, you ridin' a rental
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
by 21
It was like that, it was rough. Teachers talking to you nasty
You don't believe in believing, you don't see nobody making it
But I still believe
They finna talk hard yeah that's cool
I don't care I'm pushing p
Your girl exposing the process
Looking at the L coz that biih confessed, had a whole
From the fire, staying in hotels funded by the Red Cross
I'll never forget that shit, wait till the check calls
And I'ma make a donation so fat it look
out
My niggas got enough white
To build Barack house
I got my drawers on, Sam Rothstein
44 on my waist, Rick Ross jeans
I’ve been faded, stone wash
rest
Yeah I believe Yeah
Bridge
I believe in your truth
I believe in your grace
So to you I responded
By seeking your face
I believe in your love
a nigga with a BBL?
Leave that nigga alone, 'cause you ain't do him no better
Y'all thought Meek Mill was street, y'all thought Rick Ross was street
My radio, believe me, I like it loud
I'm the man with a box that can rock the crowd
Walkin' down the street, to the hardcore beat
While my JVC
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