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Sag My Pants

Hopsin

Raw

2012

a bomb
So give up the baton
I slap you after bustin' a fuckin' nut in my palm
Why you buggin' me like something was wrong
Just take a puff of the bong

to death so my ex wants me back but
She better get used to me gone
'Cos i need my space like I'm truthfully Tom
And the way I do too many wrongs
She might

I Get It Now

Tech N9ne

The Storm

2016

screws
Jack move
Yes I've become a big boss
But I'll never be cool as Rick Ross
That's okay, N9ne's been rhyming
And now he's shining
Perfect timing

my clothes got holes I still gotta shine
Had the wrong size took time for me to find the right
Now I'm picky, I want qualities of the highest kind

to be Rick Ross
I ain't tryin to be Gucci i'm strugglin'
Bitch I'm ridin' round in a hoopty
So in less you bout to help me
Wit my music bitch don't do me

moving right
Can’t prove me wrong
Can’t prove me right okay
I been all on my own
Can’t pull me left
Can’t pull me right
Ain’t nothing that I can’t get

Rick (Rick)
Up at Ross when she need some Rick! (YEAH!)
I got em bouncing, like in a club now
Lost in the game, I made it out somehow (somehow)
Fuck

to violence your ass I'll be clocking

Gone they all want me to be gone
Ain't leaving stage wait till' I'm done
No rick ross
Or dipped in loss
My freak bitch

off
Went and got a Maybach
Rick Ross
These niggas pissed and I'm
Ticked off
Believe me when I say I'm comin get yall

Know that imma rise when I'm

look in my eyes you might see the secret recipe
Me and my brothers yeah we grinding influentially
Put that on my mothers yeah we getting it by any means

keep score
Sexy ladies walk by the door
Whip it real hard like Rick Ross
I be talking out hte ass, no shit mouth
When I'm at the bank don't keep score

can't take it easy
On me and mine

Cake boss, Rick Ross
Shawty in some Gucci flip flops
Lip gloss, Rick Ross, Tik tok
Rain drop, drop top

Shawty in some

just like Rick Ross
Up on my cheek still got the stain from your lip gloss
People down on me but I know imma go the distance
I see all my haters and they

chick like Vandross
Drop on the track like Rick Ross

im a  mother fucking boss
Roll with classy bitches
Tell them thots to get lost
stacking all this

We Takin' Over

Fat Joe

We the Best

2007

get shot on the porch of your fortress
Now they see that you know I'm from Port City
I run this, Rick Ross it's boss shit

'Cause we takin' over,

hate me, just
Do Re Mi, Yes

Niggas be sleeping low
I'm leaving 'em Figaro
I said that they get it wrong and that they're minimal
They're simple

All The Way Up

Yelawolf

Trunk Muzik, Vol. 3

2019

woah, all the way up, turnt

Ayy, I gotta do the speed limit, look, trust me
Cutting the hair, tryna give it a mullet
Pocket Rick Ross, baby, I think

leave me pissed me off (ooh)
Diamonds heavy husky like my jeweler name was Rick Ross (Yyah)
I'm gettin' up while you gettin' off 
(Yeah, yeah)
Poppin'

em
If you want some soft i might even mail it
I got a rick ross nigga serving cellys
I just got a phone call from the plug
He said come through its

Mr. Jones

Elvin Jones

Live at the Village Vanguard

1968

to that Boss
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 ha)

my bag well, like say I enter Benin bus
The flows tight well, like say I be Rick Ross (Rick Ross)
Them no go see me, I'm covered by the Holy Ghost

Poh Me Anutha

Tech N9ne

Sickology 101

2009

name was Anheusur Brewery
And hittin bush by the duece
Like Jesus created two of me
Haters they make me famous
So I'm deservin an Oscar
Walkin by

rich but my flow Rick Ross bag
I want the power like a big boss has
So tell me who else could do that
Who
Cause its Menard and
You
Cristian, they gone

My money clean like I too a bath with it on an orange tab 
bitches always gossip like holdup pause,
I am not Rick Ross but I am cruising

Cruising down