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Remember like big boss
We chillin like Rick Ross
The villains the see us
And they feeling like hand toss
Those feeling we sand off
That's me and my phantom

On Rodeo, in a Maybach, they think that that's Rick Ross
Wanna fuck me, she a broke bitch, sorry boo, that's a big, "Hell nah"
Wanna sneak diss, it's cool

Zoom

Lil' Boosie

Bad Azz

2006

the club like

[Yung Jok]
Every day I'm hustlin'
They think I'm Rick Ross
Just as soon as I fuck 'em
Tell the hos to get lost
A lot of niggas mad

tell the bitch to give ID, ooh
If she live by me, best believe she die by me, ooh 

Fuck on a bitch from Japan
I'm holding the world and yo bitch in my

her drink off her lip gloss
(That's sugar) She looking for a motherfucking boss, and this spot got me feeling like Rick Ross, damn!

Pour me one more

Then disappear for a couple days cause I got shit ta handle
This isn't Rick Ross this is Tony Soprano
A real Boss, and I'm making real moves
And she

bro
Not once, not twice, but thrice
And now she's actin' all nice

Fuck y'all, fuck Jamahl, fuck Tazz, fuck Bitch Sauce
Get lost, built like Rick Ross

on ol' Rick Ross status
Don't get flipped like you in gymnastics, uh
Niggas hard online, but in real life he made of plastic
You ain't built the way I'm

Hit from the back, get the camera, I'm filming a tape, bouta put it on TikTok
You feel like your life is fun, but my life a movie directed by Rick Ross

to Paul's just left the trap I'm takin all calls

Or meet me in the middle I'm by center and I'm smokin zskittles this gas ain't 10 you ain't smokin if you

NBA Youngboy
All them light-skinned niggas will get eight dollars each for reparations 
By the time they get to the dark-skinned niggas, like me

chicken fried fat like Rick Ross
I said i'm pissed off, never seem to get lost
Ridin screaming fuck the world until my dick soft
Crack a busch lite and roll

a player but this game I just lost
Buy you Birkin bags got me feelin' like Rick Ross
DJ Khaled girl you can have it all you smart
Got me hypnotized it's like

y'all some offspring
I don't wanna end up like another Rick Ross stashing powder up under the box springs
I don't pop things 
I drink hella muddy
Shoo

to private, yeah she always by the cockpit
Stop it, it's nonsense, boy I'm on my boss shit
On my Rick Ross shit, they asking me to drop shit
Liquor in my

Toby
Ball every day out here grindin' like Kobe
Three damn baddies but I'm all by my lonely
Stretchin' these bands like elastic they callin' me
Fantastic

Yeah
Walk With Your Feet on Earth
But in Your Heart, be in Heaven
OK  S.J.B. Ora Pro Nobis
Me and my team Preach the king by any means
Don't do this

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

own 2 pants
Now me own 6pans n glocks
Chains got big rocks
Heavy like rick ross
Grills deh pan me canine,no fox
Benz ago push daag ano probox
Memba when

who be after me
No one's better at writing songs
I'm the Hip-hop Messi
The savior of Rap Music
And i was saved by Jesus
Him and God only one above me

You Better
Move
Haters wanna see me
Lose
Can't walk a mile in my
Shoes
They wanna see me wit the
Blues
I'm fucking bitches by the
Two's
Her pussy

rejoice
Just by my sound she moving to my voice
I walk around like a boss, Rick Ross
I don't wait on no bitch, it's yo loss
I get whatever I want, fuck

Slice em and dice em chop em and drop em
I can tell just by your feeling you really don't want him
Spicy enticing
Catch me admiring your vibrance
I

back by shackles of self doubt and disapproval
In the form of a locked box
As I sit by the candlelight at my desk I reflect
About people who done me