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da middle
Keepin' it official

I'm big dawg
Vision clear like crystal
Not a jr., but the third
I'm Rick Ross, that's big boss

And I'm still number one

you just lost
Don't matter paper stacks CEO or the big boss
Drive a Maybach Big Tymer or you Rick Ross
Don't give a damn bout your pride boy your soul

[Verse 1, Rick Ross]
AK's, Calico's, to 45's
I abide by the rules, what I gotta buy
Can let it by, too many niggas gotta die
Once you got one in

these cyphers?
I treat 'em like they a war, don't want no mediators
Nah, this that grow up in the P's behavior, next door to the greezy neighbors

i'm no trouble   
Money by the duffle

She say she see me surrounded in light
Ey mama das cause my diamonds so bright
Get to close nigga you gon go

girl, had to give up my rib
Back in the booth with these bars like a bid
Big talk
You don't want stick talk
Big boss, feeling like Rick Ross - ooh
Came

controlled by Sorcerer supreme 
But strange i'm faded i'm a ghost like Ryan Rens and his team  
Shit getting dark like Nemo's dad swimming down in that fissure

face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th

kick rocks
Hoping that one day my Grammy shining like some lip gloss
Never stop hustlin yeah I'm feeling like im Rick ross
Whole lotta pressure
Got

rewind it
Imma boss
Rick Ross
Drippin all this
Big sauce
Drive by
Bodies fly
Like a fucking
Kick off
Yeah the piece
Giving heat
On ya block like Chris Bosh

imagine
Get that money son
Boss
Beer belly
Rick Ross
Over the rope
I'm toss
Look at my purchase
Sticky like Peter Park
I'm a go get lost
Feel like the big

with Pill like Rick Ross
That spread game so strapped, talk shit and I clap
Leave a nigga tongue by feet, and his lung by cheek
Man, I left a nigga

like cuz he LOVE this shit
Poppin shit don't you know ima boss
Got the crown Rick Ross
Hate on me and still stalk
Got the game fucked up
Beezo da reason

a boss nigga
It’s the vibes that Rick Ross give us
We fighting for the Meeks so they get a milli too
We the movement freedom fighter
Free all of my niggas

and I was pissed off
I know I gotta get the belly gone like I'm Rick Ross
But all I need is the lift off

gib' Respekt ich bring' Hip-Hop back
Bin wie Rick Ross - fett (whou)
Wir sind jetzt Rockstars wie Kid Rocks Band

Ich bin back und bleib' für immer hier

Another dollar
I lost (S)cent
I criss cross
Your ankles is wish washed
Fuck y'all
I'm big boss
No Rick Ross

More lies thy speak
More eyes will weep

I'm a young MVP in da raq I'm Like Derrick Rose
I can admit to anything I did I can't get exposed
Lil nigga chasing money call me Richie Rich
Eating

sack
When she got the lip gloss, hey!
Rick Ross, never lost, never toss
Never gonna DDoS
Never gonna double cross, ay!
Hugo Boss, got a lot what I bought

pissed off
Saint Bernard I am a big dog
So watch ya mouth
or ya mammy is gettin hip tossed
I got a 40 with some bald heads Rick Ross
For all you bitches in

off
No lights I still shine
Get mine I’ma get mine
I got it up in no time flies when you love doing your day job
AP no G shock we rock
Rick Ross big

in that bitch
Got a new Glock and drac got a kick
Show me some paper, lil bitch I ain't snitch
I got a new body got blood on my ricks
She liking my

gonna be sliding by
but hit the weed tip first cause my clique got to be riding high
cause it feels so good

[Chorus]
It feels so good how we kick it in

[Verse 12: Rick Ross]
One love to the gangs, but I'm in the thangs
Say the fellows for the cars, see we kill for the fame
The boss made it, yeah we floss