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can't)
Ju in the back with the four fifty
Church a boy, keep the Lord with me (Lord)
Valley valley, that’s the fucking team
Gotta get it, that’s by any

to H-Town, Rick Ross, and Maybach
But I got this bitch now cause we go way back

Hey lil mama how you doing, lemme holla at cha
Come here baby girl, lemme

Never get caught  
If I see it then I like it then it's bought 
Big money, pockets fat, Rick Ross 
Lil God bitch I'm never gon fall  
100 racks when I

to spend (rodeó to spend)
I'm in LA wit' a 10 yeah
Gotta pull up in the coupe, don't you worry bout the cost
I'm about to spit, like my name is rick ross

I ended up all by myself but shit
We supposed to be together
It's B-A-double-D
And can't nobody do it better
I'ma make it rain
You better keep you

the fucking prophet see
Don't you fucking mess with me, i'll regret something God'll see
Feeling like the 6 god, kinda with some rick ross
Went from cocky shit

dip off
Dummy bread pockets fat as hell call me Rick ross
Brodie bought a strap just to shoot that nigga scary
Thick Latina bitch wanna hit but her

knock a nigga off course
And my pockets be on rick Ross
Ain’t nobody teach me this floss
Different car but depend on the weather
Fendi monster that be

like 6God
Hop out the whip, got me feeling like a drip god
Fuck with me and you gonna get criss crossed
Run this shit, want a house like Rick Ross
Like

A greedy nigga got plenty but demand more, Testosterone Looking like I’m still plotting, A Mustafa beard, I’m Rick Ross laden, A No fly zone, niggas trying

about to blast off, she love me I'm her rockstar
Time for me to show off
Pop off like hot sauce
The big boss, rick ross, million dollar shows start when

her ass soft
These niggas pussy they real soft
My pockets fat like rick ross
That tells you I'm the real boss
I know a couple bitches that's gone eat it

a clue
I boss up the next shout out Rick Ross
She claim that she Prego how I'm servin the sauce
Got my mind on my diamonds I'm goin Lil Uzi
My name in her

well when I'm pissed off
I get dumped on like I'm Rick Ross in a shit toss
All you rappers are soft and wearing chains
None of you have what it cost

switched off
Got a vision, got a plan, gotta build blocks
No zeds, no bars, no big box
Tryna meek a milly double m’s that’s Rick Ross
Gyal sing along to my

imagine
Get that money son
Boss
Beer belly
Rick Ross
Over the rope
I'm toss
Look at my purchase
Sticky like Peter Park
I'm a go get lost
Feel like the big

hitting fucken lines like Rick or Ross? 
My floss at a cost didn't pay the boss someone stop me 
I'm lost
What what I'm hot like electric shocks Noreaga

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

girl, had to give up my rib
Back in the booth with these bars like a bid
Big talk
You don't want stick talk
Big boss, feeling like Rick Ross - ooh
Came

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

rackys for real
Spending it all case a hating ass nigga pull up blicking triggers I'm sinning for real
Hey
Big talk bigger than Rick Ross stick talk always

sinning fr

Big talk bigger than Rick Ross stick talk always make a nigga get back
Nigga been a big dawg pit crossed wolf from the hood
Nigga talk hot then

mad right now? You should see me when I'm pissed off
I got a purple Lamborghini. You should call me Rick Ross
Yeah, I'm the big boss. Yeah, I spit super

Tell the truth like a Freeway Rick Ross
Deeper than a dip sauce
If I had a son he'll never be abandoned
I was born and raised to believe and I don't even