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them knots
My trap house open, told the Jay's come shop
I'm workin' my wrist til'
The whole brick lock
I'm servin' these niggas like
The real Rick Ross

Ishi ishi ishi
Ishi ishi ishi
Ishi ishi ishi
I dont need nobody need nobody help
I been quarantined all by myself
The moneys all I need don't need

my Rick Ross voice
D.E. poppin like little mama lip gloss boy
Boyeee
And I ain't even gonna hold you
Beach chair
That's how the 40 gon fold you
Line em

I'm Rick Ross 
I be rocking designer drip call me Christophe 

I made my own flow but I switch off 
Right hand left hand it's a cook off 
Once a nigga

repetitive
I'm revelation but also the genesis
mythical creature I am a Pegasus
I'm a big boss like rick Ross
Although I don't got a dad bod
They call me Steph

noch reden
Und fahren zu 'ner Lan
Ob mit Auto oder Bahn
Digger, Gaming ist Kunst

Ich hab 'ne Xbox, Playstation
Kein Wischmopp
Goldloot wie Rick Ross und

Skandale H&M, RIP simon Desue
Er denkt, er sei Rick Ross
Frisur wie ein Wischmop (ihh)
Sag mal, Simon, wo ist denn die X-Box?
Alles fake und dafür gibt es

want, ok
I pull up, I flex, and I flaunt, ok
I'm a big boss and I sip Rosé
Like Rick Ross, imma hustle every day
I must be deaf, what the fuck did you

me feeling like Rick Ross
Niggas think they getting big but getting lost in the sauce

Yeah
Easy
For real

Yeah man
These niggas better know it's real

and the Animal
There's only Science
We eat rappers like a cannibal
Check the manual, wack rap niggas is food
Fuck a Ross, only Rick is Ravishing Rude
I'm from

a song and try to jack it
Stars up in my roof I did this shit because I plan it
Man, I'm just tryna bag a girl as bad as Paula Patton
These niggas heard

seem lost
I'm the next boss
Ain't no Rick Ross
Flick soft, with the wrist
Ball, Like I'm Chris Paul
Won't fall, ima grip hard
Just to bless yall
This is

ass knots
Head on Rick Ross

I can't find another way through the rain
Bad lil nigga turned demon from the pain
Lookin' like a stain
But a lil chain

like Rick Ross with his pears
You wanna leave me im like I don't care

Minimize maximize
Minimize Maximize
Minimize maximize
Minimize maximize choose

and I was pissed off
I know I gotta get the belly gone like I'm Rick Ross
But all I need is the lift off

Written by: Brian Gibbs, Rage Santana

Yeah,Yeah
I said I'm ballen with my dogs thats a good feeling ehh
Hit some new pussy thats a good healing

ain't tryna come up off the struggle
Faith in the hustle Rick Ross pushing it on the double
Phone dry up I'm out chea wit the post up
And I wouldn't

This for all the haters that doubted man
Give them a reason not to, look yea

This is for the haters that be doubting the talent 
Say you leading by

bin real dikka (Huh)
Und kein rip-off (Nah!)
Bitch ich bin big boss (Big!)
So wie Rick Ross (Hey!)
Doch hab Sixpack (Six)
Sowie Baywatch (Ah)
Du bist

these niggas that's in it once I get it shenanigans is over
Along with bars that's timid
Im spitting by best shit constantly
Constantly they after me

Mr. Baller

Pharrell Williams

Rock City [Version 2.0]

2002

While I'm surrounded by bitches with guns and sex toys
Blind love for money, head, and warm steel
Coke off the boat wrapped in banana peels
Life's so

of a wraith
I gotta have it do whatever it takes
Ain’t takin a chance wit da jakes
Stacking the assets I’m raisin the stakes
Pop a perc that’s a man down
Ask yo

Yoah

Eko Fresh

Eksodus

2013

Meine Ad-Lips sind mehr wert als ganze Discographien
Du bist am Posen wie Rick Ross, aber wenn Du mich mal siehst
Drehst Du Dich um wie die Hosen von

can’t lose,

Ima dog, in this fleece, let em loose,

Big cross hey,
New floss hey,

40 in the pants,
Rick Ross hey,

You ain’t bet on me,
Big loss hey,