Lyrics:
on probation (facts)
Turned into a killer soon as I left off Cecilia (straight up)
I don't think they feel you 'til the ghetto try to kill ya' (oh Lord)
Free
how I'm feelin'
Big boss, I'm a big baller
Up north, Rick Ross
I got the pump that'll make you jump
Don't you ever get it crisscrossed (jump)
to the place where the path lead to
Ridin all thru the night
cs the days light our life
We vybe we fight we try
To give it all we got
So we can ride the night
Livin
to be Rick Ross
I ain't tryin to be Gucci i'm strugglin'
Bitch I'm ridin' round in a hoopty
So in less you bout to help me
Wit my music bitch don't do me
suck dick, but expect for me to eat her?
That ho crazy, man, you don't wanna meet her
But her homegirl, Nita, swallow cum by the liter
She look good
n***a
When I'm in a jam you know I'm clutch n***a
Beating it fast like I'm twista
Boss n***a , rick Ross figure
Bad attitude dismiss her
Just f**k n***a
moss, freight
Weight loss got it off, movin like Ross aye
Gloss paint, been shinin from the city lil bitch
Ridin round bangin old M shout out Major
Funny to see a ghetto nigga so classy
Enchanted by women who speak nasty
Tip toeing to court, went there for the past week
Leaning on my lawyer pinky
Semi-psychotic patriotic homie I'm Ocelot/
Rick Ross'n when tossing these words I floss a lot/
Alucards father when eatin why I floss a lot/
Listen I'm a Belmont
powerful
All y'all who wanna see me flop is a teenie bop and a coward too
Ooo, got her off the ackrite juice
Ridin' through the 5-6-deuce, mhm 3rd
I got
Coming through the job code
And the dope
Coming by the boat load
Jesus I need my dream to speed
I can see me in a jesus piece
Bitches they running all over
Boy you just a bitch you ain't on shit boy you are not hard
Ridin round the city smokin weed avoidin cop cars
Just spent half a ticket that's a felon
Yo, I go by the name
(I'm yo' Pusha) of Pharrell from the Neptunes
And I just wanna let y'all know (I'm yo' Pusha)
The world is about to feel
Yo, I go by the name
(I'm yo' Pusha) of Pharrell from the Neptunes
And I just wanna let y'all know (I'm yo' Pusha)
The world is about to feel
And drip-droppin' in chocolatey whip-toppin'
So whether you're hip-hop, Slipknot, B.I.G., Pac
Kid Rock, Kris Kross, Rick Ross, you'll dig this
If not then kick
When I saw that dick was too soft (What the fuck?)
Need a dick like Rick Ross
Or Dora the Explorer get lost
Get in my zone, I'm ass naked at home
He
like Ross, I'm spauldin'
That mean I'm ballin'
Nigga I said it too many times but
It's okay 'cause the shit's gon rhyme
Every time I comin' through
future pre fixed,
Through us all by our existence.
Verse 1
For those who said I lost it
Listen to reset
You’ve must’ve forgot
How I did da pre set
Fuck
gnarly)
We some gnarly boys for real (O oh)
Thousand grams, I'ma get it off (Gas)
Movin' like a boss wanna floss (Huh?)
Pockets on Rick Ross (What?)
Travel through his heart, ricochét off the nearest bone
Rip his insides up, shatter his spine, now I'm gone
Layin by the body, waitin for the FEDS
Swoop me
know I don't fold under pressure
I'm back on the road, I get low on the pedal
We live by the codes of the ghetto
I'm closing this out with my memo
First class flyin', thought I saw your ass in coach
Feel like Nick Cage when I'm ridin' in a ghost
Diamond cross on my neck, look just like the Pope
Ricks
his imagination was so sick
It's ghetto beef, sinister niggas snicker through yellow teeth
Alcohol agin' my niggas faster than felonies
How dare I? must
wit' me,
Will.I.Am the ghetto!, Will.I.Am the ghetto! (Streets),
Cause' I'm a thug by nature, thug by nature,
Gotta keep thuggin', I'm thuggin',
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