Lyrics:
feelin'
I feel like breakin' you off, you off, you off (off)
Or we can take it way down South
Rick Ross on the iPad ('cause you the Boss's girl)
Super
that, Rick Ross rip that
Khaled go hard dog, talk to 'em, Paul Wall
Holla at me, what it do, what it is?
You ain't never seen a playa like this
James bitch I'm big dog
Eating Rick Ross
I got bands in a duffle
Heard the feds got tipped off
I'm the realest in the room
cnd It's like they fell off
I
flicked off
I'm a head cause that's what bread does
I be gettin money like Rick Ross
No drug money I'm legit dawg
But my boys will still get it off
Beez in
All these diamonds on me
Got these haters pissed off
Big boss like I’m Rick Ross
All designer when I’m steppin
Have a drip off
Back to back like
I’m
my pockets Rick Ross
Flipping never stops, uh
Win by any means
I ain't tryna take a loss
Out here for the p's
I been tryna make a lot
All i know is all
Savana
Climbing back through Atlanta
Shoot the making, See what shaking
My shit white as Miss Vanna
Its Rick Ross
Rolls-royce when I floss
I'ma big
Savana
Climbing back through Atlanta
Shoot the making, See what shaking
My shit white as Miss Vanna
Its Rick Ross
Rolls-royce when I floss
I'ma big
dog
On my way to paper
Took a big loss
I'm the biggest boss
I feel like Rick Ross
I ain't gonna lie
They got me pissed off
Big dog
Big dog
On my way
I live just enough for the city so I get by
Money never changed how I felt, would I risk my
Life for a dollar, homie? Nah, I don't think so
Greed
rollin' wit moa (moa!)
Talk to 'em like it (yeah!)
Khaled's the boss
Like Ricky's the Ross
Everyone of my doggs, where my dickies in The Source
Come
Aye aye
Yup yup
Drip drop big rocks I want a Rollie no tick tock (Yea)
Thick thot big glock choppa as heavy as Rick Ross (Whoo)
I’ma just hit then
me put your hands up (hood)
My hood niggas can you stand up (I'm so hood)
If you not from here you can walk it out
And you not hood if you don't
by the nuts and tried to take my sausage as a hostage
Ain't it obvious? Pretty much a no brainer, or should I say Cobainer?
That she's plain addicted
[Rick Ross (J. Holiday)]
You Might need a passport for this one
Its international
J.Holiday!
(And we got a special guess)
Guess who, boss!
(You
like Rick Ross
How's my man getting views
Your shit
Your times running out tick tock
Love me a Filipina with a fat back
You know ima hit it like a car
sorry for your loss
Bring him back to life
Just to do it all again
Thought you were my dog!
Ya I thought you were my friend!
Now he screamin' Stop!,
I live just enough for the city so I get by
Money never changed how I felt, would I risk my
Life for a dollar, homie? Nah, I don't think so
Greed
I'm Rick Ross
Running to bag ain't no crisscross
Counting up my blessings watch me lift off
Watch me lift off
I'm that big dog
Flexing like it's
the genie on deck
Parden me miss ima dog
Take 2 shots no vet
Feel like I'm Rick Ross
Uhhh
Why these hoes so pressed
Count it up
Fuck them haters they ain't
On go on green
Big dog off the leash
Rick Ross, feel like Meech
Boy kick rocks, aint got shit me
Pharaoh where the drop, talk my shit on any beat
that shit
(Rick Ross)
Let's get it
(Ace Hood)
Eh knock knock, bang bang
Where the cash at
If you ain't got it leave you bloody like a tampax
ain't up niggaaa
[Verse 1 - Lil' Flip]
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where did you get that? (smoked it)
I
go
My friend, my friend they know, they oh
I cannot fit no job
Running up checks, Rick Ross
You say, you say they go, they go
Off booze
Like fuck it
_(cropped).jpg/218px-Rick_Ross_The_Mastermind_Tour_June_15,_2014_Toronto_(14590434716)_(cropped).jpg "Rick Ross")
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