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Boss
Don't need no friends except it's Rick Ross
Talk to my Glock make it home in a Royce woah

Garden filled with many seeds so my descent can eat
Guess

I Am Your Leader

Cam'ron

Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded

2012

the queen will still reign here,
I'm Santa Clause to these hoes without a reindeer
Saint Nick, Ross, hey Rick, I just got a toy, cost 850
Now I'm in

swear
Nothing be the same, crazy where I go
All these bitches scream my name
I just want the time and the money, fuck the fame
Minding my own business, I

'm the boss sumn like Rick Ross Ugh
No days off till it pays off
I make the beats now I'm feeling like ye
O you was hatin I ain't hear ya what ya say
My niggaz

Ima get the money
Ima split it with my bro’s bro’s
Nah this ain’t my flow
Long live bankroll
Push it to the limit
Til my pockets
On rick Ross
Shawty

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,

friend I'm cheap, she know I'm rich (yeah)
Got four-five hoes on a jet and it's only me, you know I'm lit (yeah)
I'm a hot head, but my heart cold, that

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

talents now they jumped on my dick look i was down bad nigga i was sick now is stats on the ave trigger finger on the grip what it’s like where I’m from

off
Went and got a Maybach
Rick Ross
These niggas pissed and I'm
Ticked off
Believe me when I say I'm comin get yall

Know that imma rise when I

carol city
Where Rick Ross been
Said you got this n that
Man that’s that nonsense
That's my Sonya Blade
Hit em in the neck
Pop em with the tech
Bitch I

gettin fat in these Amiris call them Rick Ross
I swear I wanna kiss you when you puttin' on your lip gloss
I know your ex is mad you with me but that's his

but I can't stay away, cause this all I know, the way I was raised.

I know niggas beefing with the real rick Ross, and I come from a hood where we all

I'm the boss, but I ain't Rick Ross
They say that I'm smart like I'm Elon
I don't need no press, cuz I am the best
And no I'm not Khaled

Money and that

I don't like cheese
Pink blue and green that's the color money
She like my form and size I develop my physique
I rap with ease let the top for

stunnas
All my n****s getting money
Yea this money keep coming
I’m on the motherf- grind
Aye check my muf****n time
Dat be that muf****n Rollie
An dat lu

Money Right

Rick Ross

Mail on Sunday [Bonus Track]

2008

I got my money right, I ain't nothin nice
It's goin down tonight, that's what the bitches like all day long

[Chorus:]
I got my money right, I

Steeze like I'm Rick Ross uh!
I'm just tryna get it like a tip off
Play to win and I'ma win it all
Pray to all my dawgs I represent y'all

Still at it
Been

(fire)
All my niggas was on rick before y'all was on rick
And the hardest niggas that be out here like a bottom bitch
Uh, where do I start?
Where do I

Boy, I got swag
Running up the Raf, boy, I got swag
Ricky that's my bag, boy, I got swag
Marc Jacob on the tag, boy, I got swag
Wheezy Beats

I

energy, I need a whole lot to feel
Skipping class everyday making records
Time equals money and my time is precious
Hopped on the plane the freshest
Economy

years in federal prison
I always live by the code of honour
That's why my best days are ahead of me
I am richer than I've ever been
I would like

give them the cold feet

I'm from the city where these ladies a playing for keeps
So making money is inspired by woman you keep

City of dreams, city

Money Dance

The-Dream

Black Market [Deluxe Version]

2015

I make this money dance
I criss cross, she sun tans
Propellers out the window over our lands
Where I land
Girl we make that money dance

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