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looking so groovy, shit
Fuck on this bitch and she just gave me top
Shit, now you going to kiss her don't drop
Coppin' some top in the back of the Ross
Ezp

crazy, get 'em all hit
Put the call in from Dubai, on some boss shit
Brand new Maybach, this ain't Ross shit
This my shit, I be talking fly shit
Clean

want me horny turn a trick and get my bricks off
I think I’m Big Meech Willie Lloyd Rick Ross y’all at the border OK hit me when the shit cross

They

rejoice
Just by my sound she moving to my voice
I walk around like a boss, Rick Ross
I don't wait on no bitch, it's yo loss
I get whatever I want, fuck

that nine piece no Rick Ross I got 8 balls
Now broke niggas gon die slow
I cant see em I'm Ray Charles like
No Wu Tang we all about that cream tho
Could

point
Later i realize it was the wrong one
I wan turn big boss ye biti Rick Ross
no be by link up
Ole sha Facebook ye tabi TikTok

No be school dey give

throw money in the grave rick ross - bars! 

It's friday night say goodbye to the sun
Got that feelin' got that feelin'
Tonight we're on a mad one
Just

niggas
Pockets fat look like Rick Ross
And she drippy like some water
Body Aquafina
Tell that bitch don't call my phone shorty I don't need ya
I set you up

of the sauce yeah 
I got drive like a Porsche yeah 
Boss like Rick Ross yeah 

Look, Star Wars or Michael Jackson, you can tell I got the force learn lessons

the goverment could stop me
20 Mill in Four years its a Mobilary
Bon Jovi in this bitch blow for everybody
Ricky Ross, Rick Flair, Black watch, Brick Fair
Never

bitch I can't come clean
Gotta team outside the lobby to come and clean up the scene
But she steady tryna test me like I don't know what you mean
These

me’s a rick Ross
This ain’t no surprise
Look me in my eyes
Can you see the fire
I ain’t the flash
but I got drive
Foot on the gas
I’m going to fast
I’m

of checks
Upset yup
You had to bet Yup
Time isn't money it's death yup
Value this breath yup
You'll never know what is left yup yup
Step by step yup
Green

fucking on Khalifa
Got the big dogs, big bops on the set
Feel like Rick Ross, Big Smalls, got the bread
When you lift off, please dog, don't forget
Where

the Chi
2 months ago today
Was in the A
I miss the A the Gucci mane way
Can’t spend no money on no fake chains it ain’t no way
I seen niggas living lavish I

just to get with her
Make me feel like you an Indian giver

[Verse 5: Rick Ross]
I'm getting money I could never be the same
New address, but

feedin’ all the feens
I’m Alicia with the keys
Yeah this shit cost
For the glory took a loss to be a boss like Rick Ross
Y ahora te digo en español

looking for bands and heat
Killing these nikkas you know Im gonna skiii
Pockets be bigger than Rick Ross is, wack artists, get violence, can't find us
All

to the limit
I lost Patience ain't got no time for waiting
I'm on the road
Rhyming making notes
Listening to OGs
Nipsey and Rick Ross
Plotting on my graph
Yeah

Boss
Don't need no friends except it's Rick Ross
Talk to my Glock make it home in a Royce woah

Garden filled with many seeds so my descent can eat
Guess

can't stop
She on my cock
(Goat talk)
Inna back, Maybach, like I'm Rick Ross
Bad bitch do a dance, TikTok
Tell her come her baby, come lick cock
Told ha

bars, make rick ross at wing stop look small, 
I can’t lie, i‘m big fly, like Mcfly with Doc,  i
I been through, some shit you’d, not get past the start,

silence coz I got nothing to proof

I'm a big boss
Living like Rick Ross
If you don't know the brand nigga just look in the horse
Just by looking at me you

chillin like Rick Ross on my throne
Damn leave a message, damn you blowing up my phone
Pretty much yeah, I’m always right, you always wrong
I’m in