Lyrics:
is true
All I ask is for you to
Just look around and see
You live your life locked in a dream
Where nothing is real, and not what it seems
We
Big ole bag like Santa Claus
Love Benjamin like hold on pause
Drive double R I'm not Rick Ross
Take his bitch like Randy Moss
With the gang she
have found
D A
Your whole heart is missing when she's not around
D D7 G
Oh what
Bang bang same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
[Slick Rick]
But I'm his Royal Slickness
The sun goes up the moon goes down
The leaves are green, the leaves are brown
And all I do is dick around
I don't care what you do, dick around, I
a boss ever since Rick Ross was the biggest boss (yeah, yeah)
Got diamonds all over my teeth, I been eatin' chicken, I need me some dental floss
Throw my
I can't explain but I wanna try
There's this image of you and I
And it goes dancing by
In the morning and in the night time
There's all these
to realize
I still have two strong legs, and even wings to fly
So I, ain't a-wastin time no more
'Cause time goes by like hurricanes, and faster things
People around you should really have nothin' to say
Me, I'm just proud of the fact that you've done it your way
And the weekends her, started it
And
Another day goes by
See
The essence in your eye
Know
That when the world around is through
It's all up to you
And
Another life goes by
Shining
Getting my facts from a Benneton ad
I'm lookin' through African eyes
Lit by the glare of an L.A. fire
I've got a face, not just my race, Bang
the sign
They say we can't be livin' like this for the rest of our lives
What, we gon' be livin' like this for the rest of tonight
And you know they
You just leave me bare
When you break a trust, it's painful
To find the one you love's no angel
When respect is gone, the biggest part of love goes
around my neck bitch ain't no reload
What's up what's up all my niggas what's up
Guns up guns up all my killas guns up
G game
A anger
N nasty
G ghetto
what finger fuck you whole squad.
Forty around extendo, flipping for my kin folk
Luxury tax on them packs if you didn't know
Bought a new crib, niggas
a cougar
I hang with big dogs not a poodle
Riding around big boss rick ross
Number nine jeans my diamonds on voss
Hot as takis hey bitch what you cost
Give
Getting my vengeance, follow my soul.Super sticky like a cum.And whatever she goes, I go.No matter what phone she goes goes, it better have my
take the Nina Ross, ya know I gots to have it
I lay back in the cut, retain myself
Think about the shit and I'm thinkin' wealth
How can I makes my
"My turn this time," he says.
"Never get better than this,
we never get better than bad."
"My turn this time," he said.
"Now I can do what I want,
on now
As we proceed, to give you what you need (yeah)
You know I like it when your body goes (bump, bump, bump)
Bad Boy, B2K
Yo O, talk to 'em, playa
HIV-pussy-havin' motherfuckers)
Yo, yo, yo, Daz, easy come, easy
Yeah, gotta say what's up to my nigga Slick Rick
For those who don't like it, eat a dick
But
goes around comes around, what goes around comes around
What goes around comes around, what goes around comes around
What goes around comes around, what
to realize
I still have two strong legs, and even wings to fly
So I, ain't a-wastin time no more
'Cause time goes by like hurricanes, and faster things
around
Even the most greatest nation in the world has it coming back to em
Everybody reaps what they sows that's how it goes
Innocent lives will be taken,
_(cropped).jpg/218px-Rick_Ross_The_Mastermind_Tour_June_15,_2014_Toronto_(14590434716)_(cropped).jpg "Rick Ross")
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