Lyrics:
shit, I outgrew it
I'm the teacher she the student, heard you rap, you need improvement
Hold up, I'm the big boss, my status bike like Rick Ross
This is
rhyme on this funky track
You know how we get down, yo
Shake your head and say damn (yeah)
When the words from Big man
Explode like an ash-can while DJ
it with style no gangnam
They get angry, give them tantrums
They be coming outta nowhere, random
I'm just tryna build a fandom
And get a Rick Ross
cause my right hand bad as hell
I would've kept shootin', but I had a sale
See, I'm a crime boss three sixty-five
Lookin' for a Nina Ross, she just can
Skip that track cause the women wanna sing along
Dark skinned with a beard I'm a big boss
Real talk too skinny to be Rick Ross
Rocking the march with my
the most (Most)
I'm like a boss (Boss)
Call me Rick Ross (Ross)
I do the most (Most)
I do the most (Most)
How many motherfuckers wanna copy style?
I got
man got 10 mail man got 3
And just your luck the rap game got me hold up
[Juelz Santana]
Here we go again just spent a hundred of that brown paper
rick Ross's Neck
Ripping it up and keeping it funky like I'm DAS FEX
I'm flawless? Yes. My flow will devolve your flesh, c'mon
Me and my boy, we've been
everybody'd speak
When he walked in they'd say (Hi Rick)
And when he passed by, they'd say (Dumb Dick)
Really hard-headed, cause he said he had juice
But it was
everybody'd speak
When he walked in they'd say (Hi Rick)
And when he passed by, they'd say (Dumb Dick)
Really hard-headed, cause he said he had juice
But it was
Nevertheless! Powerslave tour! Hmmmm. By the way,
Running Free... the photograph on the front of this single was by a man none other than Ross Halfing. He
to women
Just wanna get em drunk shut em up and get up in em
She tipsy off six shots
She's feelin my Rick Ross
She wanna lick a rapper and roll wit a big
Super Dave on the track, yeah, yeah
Legendary
(Gangsta Grillz)
Niggas so impressed by other niggas raps
But the thing you know best is "Bought
der is dizzy
Real
Ria Track nr3 diggi das is drip drop
Elegant ok my way diggi das sind flip flops
Fett so wie rick ross
Bass der die Box bricht
it's Rick Ross, uh
Hit a green, hit another one
They don't wanna see me cause I'm coming so irrelevant
I'ma make a million in a year
I'ma make a million
Deal aus
Um "Danke" zu sagen für alles, was mich freut
Schenk ich diesen Track, so
Lang wie ein Album, nun euch
Ich schrieb hundert
Zweihundert,
rich from the hood YMCMB
Yeah Maybach, brrrap
[Verse 3 - Rick Ross]
I'm that fat muthfucker, young entrepreneurs
Zombies in the street we got them
like a mothafuckin' cowboy
Now hol' up (hol' up) (hol' up) (hol' up)
Did a nigga really just sauce like that?
Floss like that, Rick Ross like that (Roo!)
Somerset but you ain't really bought shit
Feel like Rick Ross, walk around on boss shit
Think I want some new 'lencis, what they cost bitch
1,140, need
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
run it back
Gems in every track I ever laid on wax
Niggas is real life wack
Nigga I’m real life crack
You can’t hold me back, like I’m Rick Ross
Channel requester
Project requester
Release requester
Search by reference
Statement Requester
Track requester
Royalties Requester
General
Issue requests
talking real life so they Listen when I speak
Paying my dues I’m on that I Don’t care what it cost shit
Push it to the limit I guess I’m
On my Rick Ross
These rick owens these ain't no chucks
Pour two 4's in my triple cup
This three five got me high as fuck
I'm into deep i can't give it up
He lacking off
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