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up or let you down" Well I'm here to tell you that Dick's a clown Though he was just a boy when he made that vow I'd bet it all that he knows by now
boy Still in all gold just like Mr. T Rollin' up that Swisher Sweet Box Chevy with Diamond seats Ridin' to this Diamond D Diamonds in my pinky
She liked being cute She had on some lipgloss She would fuck anyone for some lil rocks Bitch was also a cop just like Rick Ross & I had the source like
all say that they're real, I know that most aren't Boy, you think you're clever, don't ya? Girl, you think you're so smart? Come with me to another
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
crisscrossed I was trying to be the boss, no Rick Ross But this rap game come with it's pitfalls When the pain came tight, got sick bars But your mind ain't
thunderbirds and Pontiac wild Flying in your front seat at least for a little while Baby, tell me do you ever feel like Our love was drowned out by a real
feel Tell me that its real Don't let love come just, to pass us by Try, is all we have to do Its up to me and you To make this special love, last
walk Big boss no rick ross If they playin Hittem with tha criss-cross Look live my life by the damn cross Eye for ah eye an all the wicked go blind I See
I'm buying the shit don't matter the cost You steal from the mall, you shopping at ross You chill at the bottom, i chill at the top Yo bitch is a hoe
I can do bad by myself know What I mean? for real Okay, action goin' in Rap game paid me, trap game made me We used to be good friends now she can't
'cause On the beach just chillin out Six puerto rican hoochies just me, boosie, and rick ross Bet a hundred on that Saints game Kinda pissed off I just
Oh Yo, pretty ladies around the world Got a weird thing to show you So tell all the boys and girls Tell your brother, your sister And your
I pop a bean and I Liftoff! We fly from the city to Bangkok Can't you tell from this ice I'm the big boss I stack double the M's Like i'm Rick Ross
focus I just wanna be boss, call me Rick Ross A queen by my side Huh Make money till I die Hustle all night, wanna pull up in a G5 Spread love, life no
So much money I’m lost No price tag just swipe my card I ball like Rick Ross In my European car Might fly to Vietnam We know you soft boy Meet me
of me for everything I done did It's safe to say that I'm a boss even though Im a kid Pockets fat like Rick Ross but I'm physically fit I've been through
A.T.L., what's up, shawty? N.Y.C., yo-yo-yo, kid D-Town, what up doe? Toni Standin' on the speaker, tall as Burj Khalifa Powder
calls She want what's in my drawers But of her pain I'm still the cause I'm balling like Rick Ross All of these diamonds hide my loss If you want power
real. I'm 'bout to do my thing to shine. Said everybody Shine. See'mon." It's not luck that I'm sittin' here Spittin' for y'all. Preeld in by
he's standing next to me Never thought that I'd have boys to raise I don't have it figured out It still feels like playing house And it's something I
All I do is win I can never take a loss I'm gone pass you If our paths cross I'm so big you can call me Rick Ross huh I'm a boss I'm a boss I'm
a boss. I tip toss like Rick Ross. I toss it up for the all team, Need a bag a side. No room for the greedy, The needy have the grace of our Lord, Love n
lie Rolling one fatter than Biggie and Rick Ross combined Now lets tell you something about the second week Thermo telling me my degree 103 All
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