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wristwatch
Yeah wasting all my cash on rich clocks
'Cause you know that I'm hustlin' like Rick Ross
Never miss love it when we kiss I'll be tasting all your

pocket and I lost it)
Got a dollar in my pocket now I've lost it
What to do
Let that brew
Like a stew
Always win, never lose
Go for walk inside my head

to look over the wealth
Haaaaahhh! This is for all the bosses diamonds all in my crosses
The 62 S, like Hov and Rick Ross’s
The flow’s flawless, niggas

If You Build a Better Mousetrap [The Fleet's In]

Jimmy Dorsey

The Blonde Bombshell in Hollywood

2006

unlucky kid,
Why he broke into a betting shop and he lost four hundred quid.
Now his parents never loved him like they did his sister, Kim,
They could

on the gram we took his brain off
My nigga Tee sippin' hard and he don't gotta cough
I need a black maybach like I'm Rick Ross
I just sip some juice and I don't

'm the Gm I could trade you off the team
Rick Ross told me to be a boss you gotta make sure they eat
Future told me never try to sweep these hoes off they

From the fire, staying in hotels funded by the Red Cross
I'll never forget that shit, wait till the check calls
And I'ma make a donation so fat it look

ya fans is getting ripped off
Flick em off then I dip out of the freeway like Rick Ross
Primordial, chicks I like em cordial
I'm a memorial, fuck I got

Revelation

Joe Nichols

Revelation

2004

cried "Dear God I'm thankful I was only dreaming.
If I never go to hell Lord its because you scared it out of me."

Was rocking Aéropostale now this sweatsuit by Lacoste
Trizzzle rick ross yeah nigga I'm a young boss
Suburban's out front in direction straight

She know I ain't runnin' out of loot (no, no), brain one, multiply by two (let's roll)
Pockets steak, eatin' wagyu (steak), niggas fake, yeah, they

really made myself a boss
Big CEO status like Rick Ross
If you think I'm capping, you can ask my bros and they gon' vouch
You can do the same, gone and get

there's hoes and there's snitches in my crowd 
I make a call and call it off Bitch I'ma Boss I ain't Meek Mill or Rick Ross 
But I'm one hell of a force You

Many things I did without You
Yet You never left my side
And when I said the things that hurt You
You forgave me as You cried

Heyya.... ooo...

Many

beating against the waves
Through all the streaks across my face
It’s calming cause they never change
But i don’t want to have that fate
Beaten by the storm

the blue, they confused, now they look lost

CEO of CHS, big homie just like Rick Ross
Little ass nigga, hella jewelry, I'm a big boss
Used to be broke, now

Rick Ross ima boss

We in the back of the raithe 
She actin irate 
Like a brand new lease
I put her right in her place
I’m fighting case
Still got it

All I make is hits dawg
Hits dawg

All I do is drip sauce 
Drip sauce 

Big boss like rick ross

Big dog and my pedigree a real one
Real one

listening to Rick Ross
Because bitch I move like a boss
When you getting money you don't care about the cost
When you claim you a shooter you don't shoot no

lost
I just wanna eat good
Big boss like Rick Ross
Tryna see what I'm on
Guess I'm moving too fast
It's hard to slow down when I stay on that gas
Never

Married Man

Kelly Price

Mirror Mirror

2000

But instead I left 
And I just cried cause I was broke inside 
Now I want to know the reason why 

Saw you walking by me 
Strolling by casually

likes to get spit on
And my pockets be fatter than Rick Ross
Got a gun by my side you won't live on
Got a gun by my side you won't live on
Now he tryna

Take his chains, shorty, leave your mans for me (can I trust you?)
Grab this cam, shorty, OnlyFans for me, uh
By a show of hands, who want a fatal?

of this town, and out of LA."

She's got a gun, she's got a gun
She got a gun she call the lucky one
She left a note by the phone
Don't leave a message