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in the box on some mime shit

Ain't no lil nigga, I'm a big boss
I lost it all like I'm Rick Ross
No big damien, get your shit tossed
Put your trust in

slipin im a touch ya
Ima tell you once bitch
Your fuckin with the boss
Show love to my nigga Petey
Pete and Rick Ross

of me for everything I done did
It's safe to say that I'm a boss even though Im a kid
Pockets fat like Rick Ross but I'm physically fit
I've been through

you down
Rick Ross be the boss in the Phantom and all
Got round the clock rocks, spring, winter, and fall
Some of y'all might call me crazy
But

reckless
Yeah
Yeah yeah
I stay giving jobs i'm a boss
Rick Ross i'm a boss
Hugo i'm a boss
Yeah i swear i'm a boss
Yeah she want hug a boss
Yeah she want

boss 
Fuck Joss, he's no hoss
I hate his guts and I hope that he never pushes through 
Fuck Joss, he has no sauce 
Fuck Joss, tryna be Rick Ross
He has

the biggest boss like I'm Rick Ross
I throw a pass to the brodie like he Randy Moss
Rony 2k I'm a 99 Overall
Got my soldiers with me if you tryna go to war
How

to the plate, be a boss
Shawty came around and my trust got lost
Still gonna rock, finna flex Rick Ross
Ice on my wrist, I caress wristwatch
Clock on the wall

on my Rick Ross shit
The way I rap over the beat got 'em so nauseous
Feel like Bruce Lee way I kick it with your bitch
First we locking lips and then I

big dawg
Got a boss in the game just like rick ross
Thats my nigga and we making big calls
Ima have to run it up, fuck the refs cause they always missin

Mr. Jones

Mike Jones

My 64/Mr. Jones

2007

the key to that Boat
All my cars black on black except the one with big gloss
Got another white on white I call that ho rick Rick Ross (Ross) (Ha ha ha

To bigger and better
With beautiful weather
I'ma be the trendsetter
And I'ma get it together
Be a boss like rick ross
And be rich forever
Made mistakes in

rapper, ya that's on god
We're big dogs, no Rick Ross, get criss crossed
Elevated to another level, on god
I don't stop, I got no ceiling like a drop top
My

Cake ave  im the boss Rick Ross


Talk real shit 

Fake niggiz pissed 
Branded myself  cut from
 Different cloths 


 Top seed in any bracket 

 Higher

at the new boss
I'm tryna get my pockets sloppy like The fat Rick Ross
Better book me now no coupons Bitch you gotta pay the full cost
How the hell else ima

Trickn Off

Gucci Mane

Custom Cars & Cycles

2009

[Chorus]
I took my bitch to lennox mall I call it tricking off
50 bricks just crossed the state, I call it getting across
Gucci, rick ross

Poh Me Anutha

Tech N9ne

Sickology 101

2009

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

I'm buying the shit don't matter the cost
You steal from the mall, you shopping at ross
You chill at the bottom, i chill at the top
Yo bitch is a hoe

until it goes soft (She don't stop sucking until it goes soft)
And my girl a boss bitch (Boss) Rick to my Ross bitch (Ross) Kris to my Kross bitch (Kross)

I got 700 bitches in my roster
Used to call me big boss
Always kept the shades on my body, rick ross
Only rocking chains on my body big dog
So you

aim had made him jump like he from criss cross
Put my money in a grave like i'm Rick Ross
Got my fingers in a bunch everywhere you see me
Shawty said I

drive again, ask where I have been?
Pissed off
I was lost and then, now I’m boss again, Rick Ross
I got means to ends I got the leaves to stems, picked

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

the sauce
I don't lift a finger
I'm a fucking boss
And my pockets fatter
Yeah they fatter than Rick Ross
And I swipe, swipe, swipe
Could give a fuck about