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to spend (rodeó to spend)
I'm in LA wit' a 10 yeah
Gotta pull up in the coupe, don't you worry bout the cost
I'm about to spit, like my name is rick ross

Unify

Slick Rick

Wax Assassin

2000

Bang bang  same thang  game came when I left em 

I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie 



[Slick Rick] 

But I'm his Royal Slickness

grind, no flip flop
When they see me they say I'm headed for the tip top
Hey, hey
I feel like Rick Ross
I ain't heavyset but I promise I'm a big boss
When

it's Ace
If I catch a charge
Nigga ima flee the state
Hit my niggas LA Reid and Khaled
Watch me beat the case

[Trick Daddy]
You niggas fly

mami, can you keep it
I'ma put a baby in yo stomach, I want you to keep it
Rollin' off dem percs, I hit a black and I ain't even freak it

Sippin cough

the whole mall I don't care what it cost 
I'm f***** up neiman you shopping at ross 
Rick ross rick ross wrist be on voss
Mob s*** I cover my mouth when I

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,

see ya clear (clear)
I know you see me in that phantom
Whiter then veneers
Allergic to broke (broke)
Determined to blow (blow)
On the boat we hit

Hit U From the Back

Rick Ross

Port of Miami

2006

ask you one thing, can I hold ya?

Cock cock ya legs
Let me hit you from the back
Cock cock cock ya legs
Let me hit you from the back
Cock cock

trying to hold me back, rick ross voice
Well my niggas bout gunplay, rick ross boy
I sing on tracks but don't play me like I'm soft boy
Cause this ain't

Rich Off Cocaine

Rick Ross

Deeper Than Rap [Deluxe Edition CD/DVD]

2009

of the world and I'm not comin' down

[Rick Ross]
How you seen a kilo started at a eight ball
First 48 to homicide ain't soft
Comin' from where hoes fuck ya

of steel
Gotta take you on a trip show my love is real 
Got you fine wine and dining almost every meal 

You a boss ima boss too let’s make a mil 
I can give

Somerset but you ain't really bought shit
Feel like Rick Ross, walk around on boss shit
Think I want some new 'lencis, what they cost bitch
1,140, need

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

Nicca running
Have a pussy nicca sprinting having em dipping like sauce
Pockets fat big boy status yeah I'm talking Rick Ross
Bro done hit a lick he done

That's Right

Three 6 Mafia

Last 2 Walk [Deluxe Edition CD/DVD]

2008

996 got my hands on my first milla-lies
Sold 7 damn near and a quarter bill
Enemies close but my .45's closer
You can be the starter but Ima be

off
No lights I still shine
Get mine I’ma get mine
I got it up in no time flies when you love doing your day job
AP no G shock we rock
Rick Ross big

pissed off
Get off, RTA my denim know you see da cross
Rick Ross, pockets fat as hell nigga I'm a boss
Jon Ross, niggas need a show cuz dey all talk
These

set it on fire and said its a billion 

I'm getting to levels that I had perceived 
I told j cole we the greatest emcees 

I showed rick Ross that tha

B**** I'm from Dade County

Trina

We the Best

2007

(twenty-five!), in the kitchen (cookin' food!)
Baby "We The Best", quit, hate the rest
Dade County, you name it (what up!)
You roll it, I like it (Ross!)
She

Every time you know my section lit
Check her name
Is she on the list
I'm a big, big, big boss got the sauce just like Rick Ross

We was sellin' out

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

be looking like you down I'ma hop up in your city, I'ma roll up in your town
Hypnotized by da way they hips move around Say the word, little mama,

like we on a race track
My pockets get fatter, they look like Rick Ross
He talkin stupid get slapped up, he look like Chris Rock
My meat gon drag