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Feeling like Jesus on the cross I aint bleeding
But I got the drip and the red sauce

Give a fuck about a season losing weight like Rick Ross
Kicking

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

Looking big with my belly like Rick ross
And the ting... like flip flop
You know what they say big shoes big
Said the time goes fast like TikTok
Looking big

Shining like some lipgloss
Maybach Rick Ross
Heading to the beach with my girl in her flip-flops
She didn't really mess with the rap or the hip-hop

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

All I do is win
I can never take a loss
I'm gone pass you
If our paths cross
I'm so big you can call me
Rick Ross huh
I'm a boss
I'm a boss
I'm

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

enter enter like a fucking boss (Like a boss)
I'm a hustler hustle hard like I'm Rick Ross (Rick Ross)
Lessons lessons up on lessons
Blessings (Blessings)

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

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)

a eight now I'm living on another plane
Cocaine fucking with my brain
I'll never be the same

Rick Ross (Rick Ross) hugo Boss (Hugo Boss)
Quite cryin'

come clean, I'm capping
I woulda bought me a crib, a dumb stupid silly one at that
So I could show Rick Ross he ain't the only one with money
And he

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

walk
They don't like the way I ball, I'll love it when I see them fall
I just wanna be a boss, I wanna be like Rick Ross
I give it up to God, I'll cop it

things you can't discover
Symere Woods and Wilburn, got too much sauce
Double R cullinan that's some boss shit
Rick Ross, move him out the way he guarding

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

ballin' like a star
555, Yeah I'm gonna go so far, but my brain's still full of scars
Leaving scars
Rick Ross yeah my pockets so large
Off the pen my mind

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

like 2006 Rick Ross
You gotta be willin' to spend It cause It cost to be a Boss
She gone fuck this money cause this bag really talk
She gone leave her

a moss
Blue notes that’s the cost
Hunnid dash around the block
We dodging all them cops
100 Thousand on my watch
Big pockets like Rick Ross
Got me feeling

just having fun 
Her ass phat like Rick Ross (huh!)
I got one life
Smoking two blunts
Taking three shots it's nothin
My team with me we all gettin it

Niggas saying I'm the goat I agree
Don't trip on no loss to the game what we charge it
Aint rollin no woods but I know how to spark it
Been through a lot

alright off the shine, earn my stripes like a tan line
And I'm way to fly
Earn my wings like Rick Ross with his franchise

You can spot me in the nighttime

my shit off
I be walkin' around this motherfucker like I'm Rick Ross
They tried to the book with no deposit, shit, you gotta be kidding
Niggas must've