Lyrics:
I'm plugged into a socket
Stage lights and a mic
Best believe that I'm a rock it
Rocket
I mean I blast off quick
If you know what I mean
What I'm really
Put that bitch in designer and she Couldn't believe it
Nigga it's a Trackhawk not no regular Jeep
I feel like Rick Ross all I do is eat
Says you beating
it by my lonely now I'm the big homie
But I'm his royal slickness, ghetto weakness, come Rick is
The one who expose cornball rappers with
really that simple shit get harder by the week
I’m keeping at it coz I wanna see me eat, dawg.
Cop me a new crib, dawg.
Get my momma rich , dawg.
She ain’t
a pocket fulla stones was no future in ur frontin
Influenced by that Rick Ross everyday I'm hustling
You can hear it in my stomach its soul food that goodie
so she goin'
Give me big top
Cruisin' through my city I'm a boss
But I ain't rick ross
Get my bands then do my dance
Like this a tiktok
Baby got that
so she goin'
Give me big top
Cruisin' through my city I'm a boss
But I ain't rick ross
Get my bands then do my dance
Like this a tiktok
Baby got that
Thought you were my dawg but saw the paper, you a snitch
I just want the maybach feel like rick Ross
Let me hit it quick up in my flip flops
Know I get you
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that body
Come and have a good time with G.O.D
I believe
"The Lord as my witness, Lord as my witness, there's not!
There's not a better MC than Rick motherfuckin' Ross, Lord as my witness
And when a nigga
watch
Turn the rave to a gunman's spot, why not?
Left the room hot, but I'm a boss, Rick Ross
Oh gosh, what's the ways? TikTok
Anyone can have it,
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
Hustle everyday like I'm Rick Ross
a couple grand (couple grand)
I'm pitchin' chauffeur keys under hand
When I'm on the scene know that Brisc be a wanted man
[Chorus]
[Rick Ross
Yo this is flavor for the non believes
Sit back take a seat and don't forget to pass the weed
And by the way this is all the way live
sound which is the champion sound
Believe, believe
O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick, she so thirsty
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo
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
I'm not home by five, call a plumber
This pickled-Rick is thick in girth
I can't be flushed like a resistant turd
I been putting in a lot of work
Yeh yeh yeh
Yeh yeh yeah
Wooh.
I'm here to destroy everything that's movin
Big beard on me Rick Ross, Rick Rubin
I'm all about the love man, call me
Babe you're a heaven that was hell to me
I'm mad about it but I'm calming through the melody
Did I care, or did I only pretend to be
Around when you
for the crisscross
I'm a bigger boss than Rick Ross
Always winnin', nigga, get lost
It's the warlord, bring the voodoo
When I bail through, it's
Du-du-du-du-du da ladies and gentlemen:
Don's ex-wife! Ladies and gentlemen, You're
Probably sitting in your chairs
Saying to yourselves: I could do that
and there ain't no fly shit in your closet
How can you be happy when that surrounded by the cost
And Rick Ross just keep screaming "be a boss"
I need
"Slave, you're behind, better rap real good tonight"
In other words, lay your mack down
'Cause these cats not the one to sound wack round
So that night,
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