Lyrics:
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Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast (Ross)
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast (Ross)
Where my money?
Never try me like
Way too cold for these niggas don't like me
Checks on my feet like I'm sponsored by Nike
All said I'm flodging until they seen me ballin
Pull up in
get hit by the door
Up on your way out, I told you stay out, before you get lost
I used to dream I'm in RR's, no Rick Ross
You motherfuckers had me
Rick Ross
Go to jail pod boss
Paint away bob Ross
Yes I smoke no recollection
Trump is out next election
Only fat mid section
I am smart intellection
either way you gon' be mine
Tell your ex to suck a dick I know he pissed off
Pockets gettin fat in these Amiris call them Rick Ross
I swear I wanna kiss
I live just enough for the city so I get by
Money never changed how I felt, would I risk my
Life for a dollar, homie? Nah, I don't think so
Greed
[Lil' Flip (Rick Ross)]
You smell that? (smell what?)
That's money
I smell money
Hahaaa
(Rossss)
I know y'all wonderin' like...
"What the hell is
ones by Jay Z and Rick Ross she
Did that song because she was asked and
Because "Kanye's a genius" She
Did "Bang Bang"
Because she "knew it would be big"
to send my love to my friend Rick Ross
Rick, I'm immensely appreciated
In giving me love and keeping my name
In your music for the past two decades
It
gotta floss, hey
Dabbing on 'em with the sauce, huh
Feeling like a young boss, huh
Feeling like I'm Rick Ross, huh
Hundred dollars in the city man
Louis Vuitton, specifically homey
My women imported, I'm never extorted
I'm very important, 20 grand for the mortgage
[Chorus]
[Rick Ross]
Baby
I'm drippin' in sauce
Pull up with the Glock
I flex that rick ross
Givenchy my arm
Imma go spend sixty bands on a cop
Imma swerve raris bitch I
way to paper
Took a big loss
I'm the biggest boss
I feel like Rick Ross
I ain't gonna lie
They got me pissed off
Big dog
Big dog
On my way to paper
Took
base a ese gil escribo un hiton
I can´t imagine
Like suena esa shit
I am a machine
Me siento Rick Ross
Desde que nací
I never walking
Voy acelerun run
I gotta hustle like I'm Rick Ross.
Niggas said they getting money, need to knock it off
Always talking 'bout a win, only take a loss
Yea I got what it
I live just enough for the city so I get by
Money never changed how I felt, would I risk my
Life for a dollar, homie? Nah, I don't think so
Greed
nigga
What the fuck I heard Rick drop, nigga? Talkin' somethin' 'bout a nose job, nigga
Ozempic got a side effect of jealousy and doctor never told
cuz I'm a shot caller
Ima boss like Rick Ross
I be dripping cuz I have the sauce
Three amigos
DMR, the dynamic trio
Feelin eighty five cuz my name
feat. Rick Ross & Juelz Santana)
[Rick Ross]
baby i gotcha ya voicemail earlier but im confused
[Chrisette Michele]
yep
[Rick Ross]
aha! for
open my mouth shit that's the sound
They go "Brra-Tat-Tat" so you betta watch out
Ouch!
[Rick Ross]
Bitch I got money too
"Trilla" album comin' soon
'm (Roc-A-Fella, Roc-A-Fella)
Everyday I'm hustlin'
Hustle real hard (Rick Ross)
Hustle, hustle real hard (triple C's, Port of Miami)
Hustle real hard
Hustle,
Bujam się na boki jak Crip walk ona do tego stawia kroki jak TikTok
Chcę mieć wyjebany dach jak Rick Ross alles klar alles tip top
Młody Szymsior
Flo from the Surpremes died, Diana Ross cried
Many people said that she was laughin' inside (it's wild)
As the blunt ash falls into the ashtray
I
of 9
11 feeling like November 9th 'Cuz I
I got that shit that makes Rick Ross go (Huh)
Make Jay-Z go (Yup) make Kanye Go (haah?)
I know you're at a loss
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