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Lay Back

Robin Thicke

Deeper Than Rap [Deluxe Edition CD/DVD]

2009

to the hood
Stop by her momma house, that's if I'm feeling good
Now I need a fifth, time to hit the strip
I'ma hit the club, I'ma buy the VIP
We spending money,

Let's go to Saks Fifth, bitch, I'ma buy you Some Prada or somethin'
Fuck spendin' $20 bills, baby, let's spend hundreds
Fuego, everything that a nigga do

Lights off every other week
Feds did a sweep
We got odds to beat
And you think it's sweet yeah Iight
I ain't Killa but
Coach Let me gettem
I'ma hit This

Only MUNNA shit when a nigga talk
Double MG feel like Rick Ross
Im on Wokeisha like Moneybagg if ion got a drank Ima sip raw
Pour Mo
This MUNNA boy shit

Im on go (go)
Yea Im always on go (go)
Comfortable with the robe (robe)
Shorty wanna take it off (off)
Like Rick Ross ima boss (ima boss)
So you do

Comfortable with the robe (Robe)
Shorty wanna take it off (Off)
Like rick ross Ima boss (Ima boss)
So you do what I say (Do what I say)
Lil nigga you'll get

most don't borrow
And if you smoke crack
Slick Rick
That's the motto
All I need is one mic
Yeah the custom model
If she ask just teller to
Holla and hit

a hollow
Men don't steal
Hey most don't borrow
And if you smoke crack
Slick Rick
That's the motto
All I need is one mic
Yeah the custom model
If she ask just

said her face look like a Cinnabon
Need a fat bitch like Rick Ross walk in that bitch like Teflon Don
Said your barking up the wrong tree
Roll it up

I Get Money

Lil' Flip

I Need Mine

2007

[Lil' Flip (Rick Ross)]
You smell that? (smell what?)
That's money
I smell money
Hahaaa
(Rossss)
I know y'all wonderin' like...
"What the hell is

hit 'em with my Rick Flair strut like
Ayy ayy Rick Flair
Ayy ayy Rick Flair
Erase the hate debate the fake raise the stakes don't sit there
And slave

a deuce up in a Fanta I don’t think I ever cough,
1200 for a zip or that raw of that cough,
280 pounds no Rick Ross but I’m a boss,
So what it do, I done

Get Away

Jay-El

Be About Yours

2003

girl
Rick Ross ima real nigga
You can feel the realness when I deal wit ya
Baby I won't lie to ya,I'm to honest I promise I won't lie to ya
That otha

Already left u in the WayBack
Cant wait to pull up in Mayback
Rick Ross shit, on boss shit
All my niggas is makin a profit
No i wont talk, pulled up

appearance
But it's a fact that wit a beard people take you more serious
Fuck my bitch then i hit her wit the Rick Ross uh
Aye dawg u ain't gotta front stop

ayy[01:35.59]Young nigga in my chain, bling, blow, bling, yeah[01:38.96]Feel like Rick Ross, yeah[01:40.46]You can't hold me back, yeah[01:41.99]I'ma go up,

an ACL, bitch I run it like the rebels
I'ma be on top by the time when dust settles
Life is like a game, I just hit another level
Baby want the fuego, so I

I feel like
Rick Fox, Rick James, Rick Ross
Need a big block, big chain, big boss
Niggas tried to crucify me got me criss crossed
Ass backwards
I dip

Pussy sour
Tryna catch Rick Ross
I'm the richest nigga out of Dade and Broward
Kodak and you know dat
I ain't fucking with no peons
Kodak and you

and i do not talk a lot now 
What it cost what it cost to be the boss huh
Rick Ross on my neck triple cross yea
Drop top and I flip it in reverse huh

Don't ever call my phone again, these hollows too deadly
Know that I'ma hit the top, I been working too steady
Diamonds on my chain, they be bust out, too

If I had a dick, it would be soft
'Cause you talkin' too much, now I'm peed off
I'ma fuck you real good, take my weave off
I'ma would if I could,

Putting my feets on the table I feel like Rick Ross
I ain't talking bout fame I ain't talking bout racks just feeling that
Stop playing with me

it dog
Everyone’s praying on my downfall, I’m the outlaw
Hit em all with the southpaw, I’ll never take a loss
I’m a major boss, like I’m Rick Ross
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