Lyrics:
[Rick Ross]
You niggas ass backwards out here nigga
You’re wedding shouldn’t cost more than your funeral nigga
Brick in my jeans
Two bricks for
I'm the top dawg
I'm feeling like Ice Cube, I'm a nigga with a attitude
I'm feeling like Tupac, I ain't even mad at you
I'm feeling like Rick Ross
blast off.
Fuck with the click. Andd we clipping yo ass,
with the cap off.(boom)
I'm going in with the mask off.
Come in this shit with the Rick ross
of different flavors I'm the candy man , I had to lift off my blunts shapes just like Rick Ross I ain't no Chris cross I had shit jumping since the tip off
they down in a ditch
I got that heat for your bitch and I'm cooler
I heard that she left you she knew you a loser
And my ice probably came outta cooler
all the muscle....BITCH you heard what i said....
Rick ross he ain't got no muscle, he just a big ass dude that
Knows how to hustle, wanna be like him
for the crisscross
I'm a bigger boss than Rick Ross
Always winnin', nigga, get lost
It's the warlord, bring the voodoo
When I bail through, it's
Woah I'm a big shot with the head rock twin glocks - Shakewell
Make another check at a pit stop
Rick Ross with da big body tell my team to meet in
rejoice
Just by my sound she moving to my voice
I walk around like a boss, Rick Ross
I don't wait on no bitch, it's yo loss
I get whatever I want, fuck
A greedy nigga got plenty but demand more, Testosterone Looking like I’m still plotting, A Mustafa beard, I’m Rick Ross laden, A No fly zone, niggas trying
Walkin' out, sittin' out, Chris Paul
Walk around doing my Crip Walk (Two, Two)
Two twin glocks, let the clip talk
Imma big boss like Rick Ross
He
I'm a boss, I'm a boss, holding my weight, Rick Ross, you ain't never seen drip with sauce, know that ima always win, I'm a boss
you want money, I
rapper, ya that's on god
We're big dogs, no Rick Ross, get criss crossed
Elevated to another level, on god
I don't stop, I got no ceiling like a drop top
My
back
Says that we are here for each other
But if I fly your eyelids flutter
Ice cream, good weed
Everything, It's on me
It's on me It's on me It's on me
you down
Rick Ross be the boss in the Phantom and all
Got round the clock rocks, spring, winter, and fall
Some of y'all might call me crazy
But
all them Twenties that is
Not nun
Got a big suit on i feel like
The boss pockets so fat yea I call
Em rick ross cooking up in the
Kitchen yea I got
that be caking bitches I call 'em captain Kirk
Rick Ross Gucci drama boy I call that going in
So icey and Maybach music call that a easy win
choice, put ice
I'm missing a g-note, fixed price
But the only thing fixed, is the holes that we put in the dykes
Rocks is okay, my voice is
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
wanna take us,
Cause we bringing all of the paper, n
From nothing, to something,
You know us we the Usual Suspects.
[Rick Ross]
17 trying man up,
background]
DJ Khaled!
When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5)
Rick Ross!
Pitbull!
The Bottom!
Listen
for the low for real nigga I'm surprised that you shared
Talking bout gats to the show for real nigga I'm surprised you prepared
Ain't no Rick Ross
put ice
I'm missing a g-note, fixed price
But the only thing fixed, is the holes that we put in the dykes
Rocks is okay, my voice is extraordinaire
It's my time (Rick Ross)
It's my time (Finna' lay back on this shit man)
(Dade County dope boy)
I'm not a slim thug, I'm a fat mack
I don't
_(cropped).jpg/218px-Rick_Ross_The_Mastermind_Tour_June_15,_2014_Toronto_(14590434716)_(cropped).jpg "Rick Ross")
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