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Only MUNNA shit when a nigga talk
Double MG feel like Rick Ross
Im on Wokeisha like Moneybagg if ion got a drank Ima sip raw
Pour Mo
This MUNNA boy shit

Let me see your phone, cheater code
One, Two, Three, Four, Five it's on me (WHAT!)
Yeah it's on me (it's on me)
SLATTY
Master Splinter, sigh it's

All I Have in This World

Mannie Fresh

Trilla [iTunes Bonus Track]

2008

OK, I'm reloaded (Ain't expect this)
The homey, Elvis Freshly (Uh huh) and Rick Ross-teen (Nigga)
He Back (I see ya, nigga)
I'm back (I smell that

On Some Real

Daz Dillinger

So So Gangsta [Clean]

2006

You see the pretty paint, you see I'm sittin' high
I got a boat mo' the fuck doin' 55
Don't let this four pound bang ya
This Rick Ross and them Dogg

shining like faggots in lip gloss
Rappers still, (Paused) while I get ready for lift off
I'm a big boss, hoes might start calling me Rick Ross (Yeah)
You

show me crisis
Thank you for the journey, oh Lord, oh Lord
If I say my story, o por, o por
Fire can't cool, I'm ever blazin'
I roll deep with

dick, he a big boss
I'm the gold rose, I call him
Rick Ross
Then he choked me out with my legs up
I lift my head up and told him "tear it up"
He sped up

wig off
Turn ya body to a puzzle now they calling you jigsaw 
They pissed off, they envy, I stay so trendy 
Never wanna see me pulling up in a Benzy

she's giving me a lap
In kitchen I got sauce yeah
I was working, now I'm boss yeah
Getting rich like I'm Rick Ross
In foreign with new bitch, cuz she

CHARLOTTE:
Not until I get to see where you’ll be working first.

ELLA:
So… Levi is Charlotte’s-

RICK:
Fiancé. 

ELLA:
Fiancé… They make a cute couple.

RICK

that brick talk
Like they Rick Ross in hopes they gon' get a Maybach
Forgive me, Lord, I know that I have sinned

I was only trying to make it, I was

robust

Lately I feel like a target, pockets they shaped like Rick Ross
Come take a loss, fucking with us yeah your mind gon' get lost
Shawty want give me

Woah
I been in my bag for a minute
Counting up racks for a minute
Sleep when I'm dead cause I'm holding it down while I'm living
You couldn't breathe in

tell you the truth I can't lie to your face
Ain't no telling when we dying
I think I'm falling for you
But I'm stuck in the booth
They tell me I'm

what you start
And if you're coming in last well at least it gave it heart

See i love it that you're trying when im tryna break apart
And show me that

green? Ain't me
You just a knockoff grades malnourished
But we eatin' now like Rick Ross
Player of the year, just like
An ex, I never miss, nah nah

swerve off and keep clear My time nigga we here
Do it big like Rick Ross, you Rick Ross when he eat pears
I bury worth in my work, 9 to 5 when i exert
My

the venomous kill
You might see me in a basic whip
Nah it don’t mean I got a basic bitch
Got a baddie in the passy gimme face and shit
And its dangerous like I

Hot Commodity

Trina

Still da Baddest [Clean]

2008

on the wall
Who is the baddest of them all?
There was a rubble tubble 5 minutes it lasted
You the bitch in the flyest fashions

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Pull up

a Monday
Them Rick Ross days, we was playin' that gunplay
We really in them fields, we was playin' with them folks
You run across Carson Field, get that ass

Ntitubitinze
Ntitubitinze Ntitubitinze Ntitubitinze

I be Biggie man
Biggie Biggie man like a Rick Ross
You should see the level I be chilling on
This your booby

the air
Out on the town, no can’t play fair
Have to be nice or else they’ll see
I am too spice, hard to be me
Get right up when I get knocked down
Build

the sacrifices and everything you gave me,
I seen my mama shed them tears when i told her we made it,

That muddy it was gettin to me I had to cut it off,
You

Zoom

DJ Black

Life Stories: Dragged & Chopped

2008

on back on back of that motorbike
And all you see is back on that motorbike (Woo)
I drive fast car
They call me Nascar
(Ya feel me)
But I'm in love