Lyrics:
'm hanging up, I'm hiding, bye
Okay, m'am, how many shots did you hear?
I don't know, I don't know, but they're coming back. I'm hiding
"We're being told by
haze out the jar
Rick Ross, I'm the best in the flesh
Getting blessed on the ?, it's a way to reflect
Hard work pays off, I'm a boss, you can tell
By
to keep the cash running,
You my official lady, no booin like mcgrady, don't do nobody favors,
Tell em fuck off and pay ya, thats what I love about you
behind you when you're leavin'
And you don't even know it (word, yo Rick, man)
She's brushin' her hair, adjustin' her mirror
She's rappin' my shit, but
shoulda been clicked picture
(Check her out)
I don't know what you're tryin' to figure out
Down South, barbecue ribs fly out a nigga mouth
And touchin'
baby this our fuckin job
(Ross) i can meet her today
(today) , be in love by tonight (night)
You can bet by tomorrow
(morrow) , she'll be traffickin
right, what did he mean "Straight and narrow or yo' soul gets cast"?
(knock 'em out the box Rick, knock 'em out Rick)
I don't know, I think he be
gotta see more (sheesh)
Seen your nigga in my ends and you know I had to detour
Flew in first class just to sit up by the seashore (sheesh)
You can't
Angelina, lips like Angelina
Like Selena, ass shaped like Selena
I'm like, got up, thank the Lord for the day
Woke up by a girl, I don't even know her
'm not a atheist
Wanted like kingpins by ATF
Your girl want my name on her chest
Me and Rick argue about whose chain is the best
Gucci boxers, my diet
blue
Something in the way she knows
All I have to do is think of her
Something in the things she shows me
I don't want to leave her now
You know I
hood)
If you not from here you can walk it out
And you not hood if you don't know what I'm talking 'bout
Ross
Yeah, .45 off in the ride
Four
of Master P and Rick Ross (uh, uh)
She seem to make me always feel like a boss (uh, uh)
She said I'm in the wrong hole, I said I'm lost (uh, uh)
She said
ready for the White House.
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Baby you, you shine just like I do.
Just like your supposed to.
Everyone knows your the bosses girl.
kudos (you know)
Yeah we move weight like sumos
And kicks it with them bitches like judo southside!
[Ving Rhames]
Playaz Circle, Rick Ross, Ludacris
right, what did he mean "Straight and narrow or yo' soul gets cast"?
(knock 'em out the box Rick, knock 'em out Rick)
I don't know, I think he be
know who you been listening to
Got me fucked up like Pookie in the chicken coop
Bitch, I don't give a two shits
Bitch, get the fuck out of my face
feelin' like a turtle
Shit, these niggas ain't satisfied until they get murdered u heard me
Yeah and I'ma G you don't know a motherfuckin' thing bout me
[Chorus]
I took my bitch to lennox mall I call it tricking off
50 bricks just crossed the state, I call it getting across
Gucci, rick ross
in this game is as big as us
If it is, you can tell 'em, we don't give a fuck
I gotta, hit 'em hard like Ronnie Lott
Defended by Johnny Coch'
hundred racks under my pillow
Different styles, I'm so versatile, nigga you know like I know
Jimmy, Li'l Swae, hoes on the chase
Cash in the air make her
should have a show on Netflix
That they friends watch
Copped the deal and I went reckless
I'm a big boss like I'm Rick Ross
Yeah man, you niggas
drawers (nah)
Flat screens on my walls, flows look like bowling balls (damn)
I know Big Meech (uh), the real Big Meech (yeah)
It's over for you clowns
nothin',
What you say
Nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin',
Hey I got you shakin' that thing like
Hell no, hell no,
Said her ass so fat, she
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