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Woah I'm a big shot with the head rock twin glocks - Shakewell
Make another check at a pit stop
Rick Ross with da big body tell my team to meet in

[Rick Ross] 
You niggas ass backwards out here nigga
You’re wedding shouldn’t cost more than your funeral nigga

Brick in my jeans
Two bricks for

[Rick Ross] 
You niggas ass backwards out here nigga
You’re wedding shouldn’t cost more than your funeral nigga

Brick in my jeans
Two bricks for

I'm a boss, I'm a boss, holding my weight, Rick Ross, you ain't never seen drip with sauce, know that ima always win, I'm a boss

 you want money, I

me not trip
I'm on a journey my dawg 
Tryna get rich like Rick Ross
She say she falling in love 
But I never fell baby 
Chasing W's tryna turn them

Born N Raised

Trick Daddy

El Mariel

2006

ride, I ride for Trey-0-5 
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5) 
Rick Ross! 
Pitbull! 
The Bottom! 
Listen Nigga! 

Till a nigga D-I-E,

Born n Raised

Trick Daddy

Listennn... The Album

2006

ride, I ride for Trey-0-5 
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5) 
Rick Ross! 
Pitbull! 
The Bottom! 
Listen Nigga! 

Till a nigga D-I-E,

Flair, Rick Ross
Rick Rube, Rib Rub, every night, big boss
How long you gone keep this up
Please just accept your loss
How long you gone keep this up

plus Tupac que Rick Ross
Le beat j'crosse
J'ai que des phases sensées
C'est devenu machinale j'dois avancer
J'fais du Rap Français j'fais
Pas d'la magie

Gold

Ryan Lewis

The Heist

2012

Watch Rick Ross give his Jesus piece to a bum
'Cause tonight we ball, we ball, we comin' up
Paintin' the globe gold, two steppin' on the sun

Like gold,

Usual Suspects

Nas

Usual Suspects

2009

wanna take us,
Cause we bringing all of the paper, n
From nothing, to something,
You know us we the Usual Suspects.

[Rick Ross]
17 trying man up,

of shit, I'm rapping in a song
I gotta a lot fans, not including ya mom
I'm in tip top condition, I can't be wrong
I'm feeling myself like I'm Rick Ross
I'm

on my lap looking like Santa Claus
Don't talk shii, these ears got walls
Pause, pockets look like Rick Ross
Damn, small nigga got big balls
Jump on these

Rick Ross, I be with gunplay
You grind hard, you could reach this one day
I learned the game young, and knew that I would teach it some day
I'm bool,

rival I guess you Rick Ross
Mad cause to you little yorkies I'm a big dawg
Self made dope spitter whole verse of fentanyl
When in album mode its like I

rapper, ya that's on god
We're big dogs, no Rick Ross, get criss crossed
Elevated to another level, on god
I don't stop, I got no ceiling like a drop top
My

of kids are now thirty, no doubt
And some of my own dear teachers are my coworkers now
Hey Ross, we could've made an album decades ago
While the experience

with Pill like Rick Ross
That spread game so strapped, talk shit and I clap
Leave a nigga tongue by feet, and his lung by cheek
Man, I left a nigga

It's My Time

Lyfe Jennings

Port of Miami

2006

It's my time (Rick Ross)
It's my time (Finna' lay back on this shit man)
(Dade County dope boy)

I'm not a slim thug, I'm a fat mack
I don't

off
Shot caller
Fuck a big coin I want big dollaz
How you be a boss
With the worker problems
You ain't Rick Ross
You a Richie dollaz
You a bitch boy
You

appearance
But it's a fact that wit a beard people take you more serious
Fuck my bitch then i hit her wit the Rick Ross uh
Aye dawg u ain't gotta front stop

I'm dropping so they pushing back releases
I could drop a diamond album by myself don't need no features
This weed from out the country brought it over

traveling across
Criss cross apple sauce I'll turn the naysayers into pudding
While I scream like I'm Rick Ross
Mr. Raymond's on fire, I'll fill your lungs

be rip offs
Outsiders a harleq
Biggest boss
I feel like Rick Ross

This the shit that make the people jump
We more like Criss Cross
Me and Sega