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the tip off, can't flip the switch off
Don't get the signal twisted like Kris Kross
We gon' push the mission to the limit, Rick Ross
Surrounded by so many

and accomplished
Ghetto-er than Compton
Dirty like a swamp is, I don't do no talking
You know who the boss is, Rick Ross causing
Molotov tossing, pick him up

Drugs loud so they got me outer space like I'm Rick and Morty
I ain't trippin imma play my position when it's time to move imma pivot like Jordan

yea you know when I'm high (Yea)
Im driving so fast when you see me drive by (Damn)
These goofy ass niggas want a piece of the pie (Damn)
My diamonds

song now I'm really feeling lost
My pockets get fatter they look like rick ross
Copping all this manga I don't care about the cost
When I'm horny I watch

how I'm feelin'

Big boss, I'm a big baller
Up north, Rick Ross
I got the pump that'll make you jump
Don't you ever get it crisscrossed (jump)

just to get with her
Make me feel like you an Indian giver

[Verse 5: Rick Ross]
I'm getting money I could never be the same
New address, but

neck in my mouth
I don't know what I'm doing
But we riding downtown
In the city in the coupe
Shit so loud surround sound
I don't know how I feel
I'm

Money (Dollar Bill)

Everlast

Whitey Ford Sings the Blues

1998

and the rumors
Got me thinkin' of this dub
By Timex Social Club

Yo, word to my momma
I'm high off the trauma
Whitey Ford gets deeper than subway trains

the most (Most)
I'm like a boss (Boss)
Call me Rick Ross (Ross)
I do the most (Most)
I do the most (Most)
How many motherfuckers wanna copy style?
I got

like all the shit that I bought I see that VLONE, you know what I bought
I'm goin' all out, they call me Rick Ross Never off im always on

They ridin' my

a prophecy
Its been pre written on my eulogy by Mayan priests
So damn magnificent that it's a sin to lie to me
I don't mean to brag I'm counting tags just like

ho
Let's make love by the poolside
Tell you it ain't no more like your Tuesday
Under the influence on a natural high

Every time I look at you girl I'm

I'm chief homie, bitch, so you know that I got say so

Whatchu say?
Everybody know what the fuck goin' on, NLE Choppa, nigga (bitch)
Shotta Flow 3

Huh, 9 missed calls
Numbers high like my weight, call me Rick Ross
I got her in my phone, single letter, got sauce
But she want cash, so I'm makin'

a different type

Wood grain Nada, yes I'm the Baba
Don't rock Prada, what's a stylist
I'd rather make my clothes, merch by the boat load
Banana club

rocks (Kick Em)
Flow cold enough to make you sick like Covid lip swabs
Im a big boss
like that nigga Rick Ross
I see too many trynna slide like them Nike

Prepare to take lift off 
I'm a boss Rick Ross 
Block Jumping like kris kross
God damn did I miss y'all 

Got her spread like lip gloss 
On the money

Twin Hype Back

Prince Paul

Run the Jewels

that once a girl go Brooklyn no more soft dick will do

I'm so Rakim and Eric B
Bitches check out my melody
I might Slick Rick on a fella (Foul),

the meat, I had her back by eight
I can tell you mad because your face grinning I know they hate to see that BBS winning
A nigga trying to eat, so I'm chasing

be that Rick & that Ross
That bitch is returning that Roth
Like a Shyon that bitch got some draw
You niggas ain't turnt tho it's all

I get high like

And word to Ross, let that beef end
My bitch like Angelina for the weekend, get it by the deep-end (uh)
Top of the engine glass (glass), she keep

he got the poles
She wanna fuck me I know
Getting so high I see ghost
I'm finna blow I know
Zaza in my lungs
Sparking up with my hoes
You don't get no

Truly Yours

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

Road to the Riches

1989

dedicate to the girl I hate 
It's a piece of my mind rhyme put on a plate 
So yo go ahead swinger I'm putting up my middle finger 
I'm not sad or mad I