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phoenix lawgiver them call me
And mi par with kardi tivali
When yuh hear bout brilli and rich ras yuh fi know a di hill top army
St mary big up cd Johnny

sorta messing up the vibes
Birthdays never get me down
But it's something bout turning 35

I thought I'd be lit by 35
Rich by 35
Thought I'd have a crib

(Who?)
You wanna bad bitch?
Spend that cash shit
I'm in my bag now
You gotta talk rich
(Where da money at?)
Where da rich niggas
Thumbin 6 figures
Ready

First off you play with us we blow da block down
Big spendin' young niggas all on the E way w the top down
We run it
Switchin' lanes got 220

white like I'm rich yeah
I know she diggin' the fit yeah
I was smokin' with this bitch yeah
She was talkin bout' her kids yeah like woah

I cannot fuck

Tesla truck, turnt get away stunts I just wanna get away (uh)

Top down today we drinkin rosé
Cocaine colored whips, and big ass backwood full propane

with you
Bottles on deck for you and your crew
Baby, swing by, girl, you should come through
All I wanna do is kick it with you (yeah, okay)

Oh,

back up
Ain't that a slut (HELL YEA) she even take it in the butt
Fuck for bout a hour, now she want a golden shower
You didn't know that we be pissin

Time, it's real big
Everytime I shoot my shot I don't miss
Yeah and niggas wanna act, like they rich
But they money get shorter than a fig
These

showers
I might have to call POTUS
Before I get too big for them fakers
My man's got some beef, okay (WOAH!)
Let's talk over tea
Have you got enough sleep

This pussy stay tight like sock
Rich bitch yeah getting money by the bulk

I be like
Acting bad they try to put me in detention
Hoes big mad you can feel

Bossy Lady

Rick Ross

Deeper Than Rap [Deluxe Edition CD/DVD]

2009

roll the dice.
Feel me? Scared money don't make none.)

Shorty look I know my ego looking forty foot.
Big chain and not talking bout the naughty

feeling big like George
You niggas is sweet no smores
I ain’t hit my peak but soaring
Nigga got heat in store
What these niggas talkin’ bout
On gang
You

bout what I smoke
Why you worried bout what Im drinking
Pop a 30 yeah I’m good Just leaning (I’m leaningggg)
Good gas got me zoned daydreaming
(Day

On Top of the World

Ludacris

Paper Trail [Clean]

2008

altitude
Take a look at what I did but can you imagine what I'm about to do
The places I'm 'bout to go and the money I'm bout to see
Gave Bill Gates some

brothers Sm mother fucking G
You gon make me turn it up again please don't temp me
Never sliding by myself know the gang always with me
Moving fast trynna

broke yet so this shit ain't over, I gotta stay focus
Tryna get rich and you know this
I ain't tryna get caught up in the street life
My brother Ant to me

worried bout nobody but my tribe and that's true shiiiii
Big counts, biz boomin up its lit now
Getting rich now
Couple thousand ain't a lick now
Ima make

Damario
Mafia
Big cheque
Yo Wangz line up a van
By the way line up a truck
Cause van cyaa carry dem money yah
FGM
Alright den
Tyre pon rim
Boy weh go

(tox' in it)
Bitches just trippin', you coppin' (coppin')
Never let a purse be the topic (woo)

I'm 'bout to go to the bank (the bank)
I put my neck

don't got a son
Leave him on the pavement, body bakin' in the sun

Dreamin' bout a hundred racks
I need a honey bun, you say you got plenty straps
We got

of these keys keys keys

You wanna get put on 
I just woke up 
Now I’m the heat 
Put you to sleep 

I was ran by a demon controllin’ my feelin’s my money my

After you rock I'm ma yawn
Gimme the mic I'm ma rock till the dawn
I'm a Big Poppa spit proper Big Pun
With a big gun treat me like Pac when I'm gone

After you rock I'm ma yawn
Gimme the mic I'm ma rock till the dawn
I'm a Big Poppa spit proper Big Pun
With a big gun treat me like Pac when I'm gone