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sens mieux dans le Rs tu sais bien pelo j'aime pas les cross
Aaannh
Je viens de Lyon SSI ça te fais maigrir en rapide comme Rick Ross

Aaannh
Mama se tue

fatter
Yeah they fatter than Rick Ross
And I swipe, swipe, swipe
Could give a fuck about the cost
Look alive
I push that foot to drive
I'm vrooming past

know, running in the Slick Rick
Bro, getting hit up by Big Daddy Kane. What the fuck, bro
Sorry I put it out like that, but it's facts, you know what I'm

Prada să pot să prind vânătoru

Zi-mi Hugo, sunt Boss, zi-mi Ricky, Rick Ross (Ey)
Zi-mi "tata", zi-mi "unchiu'", chiar dacă ești moș (Ey, ey, ey)

Got the juice got the sauce
Big playa I'm the big boss
Everyday I'm hustling lil nigga
Like I'm Rick Ross
Fucking with a shorty who poppin
With her

Born N Raised

Trick Daddy

El Mariel

2006

ride, I ride for Trey-0-5 
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5) 
Rick Ross! 
Pitbull! 
The Bottom! 
Listen Nigga! 

Till a nigga D-I-E,

Born n Raised

Trick Daddy

Listennn... The Album

2006

ride, I ride for Trey-0-5 
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5) 
Rick Ross! 
Pitbull! 
The Bottom! 
Listen Nigga! 

Till a nigga D-I-E,

but no rick Ross
But I can never love no thot
I can never love no thot
Woke up this morning
Last night I was faded
Shawty calls my phone and I look

brincando en tos' los shows
backstages con un par de hoes
Hustling ever like rick ross

Negro ya me siento closed estan brincando en tos' los shows
backstages

way, yeah
I got racks, I got racks, please don't ask me, yeah
I got swag, I got swag, Rick and Raf way, yeah

Sweep the game right with a broom

A Miracle

Birdman

Purple Codeine, Vol. 16

2008

Rick Ross: Trilla
Bird-man: brrrr!

[Webbie] 
The 'lil soldier wit nothin' clear to see wasn't nobody handin' him shit
Ridin' round town glamor

bussin  
Run up Onna squah, might load choppa at ya muffin 
Need dat cash I need dat sack no rick Ross I need two maybachs 
Hold dat rock don't trip don't

either way you gon' be mine
Tell your ex to suck a dick I know he pissed off
Pockets gettin fat in these Amiris call them Rick Ross
I swear I wanna kiss

Boys tryna floss, act you tough shit like motherfucking Rick Ross
We all know you ain't the boss, work in an office, bow down to the labels

ear
That at two you would like to hear
Kriss Kross and Rick Ross at 2am
Jump around and get down to Here I Am
Face down and back up till the morning

I stay on my boss shii like Rick Ross shii
Gotta stack that Guap up until it a wrap
Money, older than B.I.G and Pac
I ain't going trip when I'm

Savage the way I floss 

No Rick Ross, I stack my chips 

Jeans to be a boss 

No Kris Kross 

Imma be a rich bitch 



( Verse 2 )

Yeah, uh 

I’m so

Okay They say I make a stick talk
Got em pissed off
Eddie James bitch I'm big dog 
Eating Rick Ross
I got bands in a duffle
Heard the feds got tipped

grind, no flip flop
When they see me they say I'm headed for the tip top
Hey, hey
I feel like Rick Ross
I ain't heavyset but I promise I'm a big boss
When

le futur, ton album est imparfait
Fais, fais tes feats avec Rick Ross, ben voyons!
Une victime en featuring avec un ex-maton
Casier judiciaire aussi

5,4 but im big dawg
Say it with yo chest like a big dawg
Keep my bag in check, cuz im big dawg
Hustle everyday like im rick ross 

Starting with

comía bien, ahora como rib-eye
Big boss, Rick Ross, como DY
La' mujere' me dan cake, cake como Steve A-oki
En alta, pero siempre estamo' lowkey

je reboot
Ton flow est dépassé comme une paire de Reebok,Squaaa
Elle trouve que j'ai la barbe de Rick Ross
J'fais peur à ces négros comme Ekondo

Sypią te grudy nad kiblem
Duże i grube te grudy jak Rick Ross
Potem są chude jak Rick Ross
Potem zaś nikną, nie masz funduszy, to kumple jak trupy