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You wanna ball 
Or do you wanna fall 
I’m da ghost and you know I stand tall 
Stayin 10 toes down 
I’m the prince of the ball 
All it take is one call

live to whip a purple Lamborghini with the white walls
No Rick Ross, I work hard, I play hard, I'll max out my black card

I remember when these chicks

the sauce
I don't lift a finger
I'm a fucking boss
And my pockets fatter
Yeah they fatter than Rick Ross
And I swipe, swipe, swipe
Could give a fuck about

It's Nasty

Grandmaster Flash

Old School Rap Box Set, Vol. 3

1994

my thing
I'm the M, are, N E-Double S
Come on, ah fly girl, and put me to a test
and I'll rock you, until you give me the rest
I keep on it, until

.P.
I shop in Ross no Rick I'm still the shit
Here since day 1 with my clique I'm too legit
You move and you can get split like bananas on Sunday
Looks

14, 14, 14 baby
Woah, 14, 14, 14 baby
Huh

All my life I been limitless, nigga never had a limit, huh
Yeah, rollin' around in the Rari, you

Oh yeah
Oh yeah
(Wh-wh-who you did it for)
Whoo!
Stunta....way
Everybody say they gonna be the next one
I just wanna be the first one to put my

calls
She want what's in my drawers
But of her pain I'm still the cause
I'm balling like Rick Ross
All of these diamonds hide my loss
If you want power

crooked
My niggas they quick to squeeze!
Slap you with the four five
Bitch who you rapping 'bout
When it come to weight
When I rick ross max it out
I

Mikrofone Rob

Big Dog on the mic I'm like a Black Clifford
Six calls in one night cause I'm a cat kisser
Rick Ross with my price let's make the fam

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

boss pockets on Rick Ross
Bitch, got my dick, in her mouth
Like she floss teeth
I don’t give a fuck, you’re a day
Nigga too weak (week)
I don’t gotta

most don't borrow
And if you smoke crack
Slick Rick
That's the motto
All I need is one mic
Yeah the custom model
If she ask just teller to
Holla and hit

a hollow
Men don't steal
Hey most don't borrow
And if you smoke crack
Slick Rick
That's the motto
All I need is one mic
Yeah the custom model
If she ask just

ahead 
4. It feels good, when a bitch give you gum head 
5. Even tho she a gold digger
6. I need a woman in my life, not a ho nigga (for real) 
7. Hope

crackin
Put you over my knee
and get to smacking cause 
I push it to the limit like Rick Ross
Don’t know what’s in it 
but I got that’s sauce 
Don’t know

gonna take no loss
I am learnt it from Rick ross
How to be the boss

I will take you to heaven
With my Buster sword
I will cave your whole face in
With my

me kyun?
Tu na mili par mai kyun tujhe aise kho baitha hoon?
Cz if you wanna let go then just leave
Don't tell me that you give a fuck about me
Cz I

the best for me
People they be lying so I tell them niggas rest in peace
Don't look in my eyes you might see the secret recipe
Me and my brothers yeah we

the wind yeah
I'm asking why would you give me 
A life I'd rather give away
It's a waste of a life
You can take it tonight yeah
Lets go
Times up
My life hit

my bag well, like say I enter Benin bus
The flows tight well, like say I be Rick Ross (Rick Ross)
Them no go see me, I'm covered by the Holy Ghost

used to be now I'm not afraid, I told her "Wait till I get my money up Then I'll holla bae
Fuck that, by then I won't even give her the time of day,

Cross That Line

Akon

Port of Miami

2006

I got a whole bunch of gorillas, ready to pull the trigger
And we out for that paper
Comin' from a life of crime (Ross)
Tryna be on my best

Put the lead to your dome
Bitch, I'm about to empty the chrome
Got a real ass bitch, give me head until I'm dead
Until I'm gone
That's my lil' bae, she