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And now i’m boss 

I just jumped into 
A Maybach 
Calling rick ross 

Biting on my neck 
My ice 
Gone give you frost 

Question all my locations 
Stop

Bitch, I rock shows, I be on go, I never liked y'all either
I told that bitch I don't do playin, if she play, I leave her
I'm all up by my bread, about my

(bitch)
VVS diamonds shinin' when the lights off
Make you take your ice off (21)
She got a fat ass, and her nigga soft
Bitch I rep that double M like

we up Andover 
I'm runnin my shit so they call me Rick Ross
Off white like chalk 
After I hit it I tell that lil bitch to go head and get loss yeah!

wit the Voss 
Chill in Miami we up Andover 
I'm runnin my shit so they call me Rick Ross
Off white like chalk 
After I hit it I tell that lil bitch

boss
So I can afford to take a loss
Growing up my idol was
Rick ross
Keep that Glock tuck
It's a must
My hittas going clean you
Yeah seamos
My nigga was

fuck with my drip
I ain't no gangsta
Ima boss
So I can't afford to take a loss
Growing up my idol was rick ross
Keep that glock tuck
It's a must
My

T-Pain and Weezy
Big boss no Rick Ross no spaceship
I'm takin' off
Tryna get the racks to make my family proud like Kyla Pratt
She want be my quarterback

gnarly)
We some gnarly boys for real (O oh)

Thousand grams, I'ma get it off (Gas)
Movin' like a boss wanna floss (Huh?)
Pockets on Rick Ross (What?)

wanna reroll
Bitch I'm a boss I feel like I'm Rick Ross
All of these diamonds don't know what it cost
All of these diamonds they stay in my hand
Run up

could kill you with a gun but run my paws
Hold on nigga pause
I need me a bitch that could sing Diana Ross
Shoutout Juvenile I like to floss
It's all

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

Soopaman Luva 3

Redman

XXX Hip Hop

2003

and the Penguin
Good lookin Johnny, five-oh's right behind me
Let me act like I know and get ghost
Tuck in my Nina-Ross, get my cape and shades
Now I'm off with

mo like Rick Ross
I need

Mo
Mo oh oh oh, I need (I need)
Mo oh oh oh, I need (I need)
Mo oh oh oh, I neeeed (I need)
Mo oh oh oh

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

Rick Ross
Ion know the name of this designer but this shit cost

She be out here fuckin niggas for the free
Cheap-ass nigga, you ain't never ever had a G

Money goin up, prices goin up
Money goin up, prices goin up
Niggas on my head, I keep a licensed in the tuck
For the hard times, rollie, probably ice it

sauced lost
In a sea of thoughts
One directive be a boss
One direction he was tossed
Rick and Morty, Ricky Ross
Be a funny guy and laugh through all

mad right now? You should see me when I'm pissed off
I got a purple Lamborghini. You should call me Rick Ross
Yeah, I'm the big boss. Yeah, I spit super

years in federal prison
I always live by the code of honour
That's why my best days are ahead of me
I am richer than I've ever been
I would like

on me how I switch my lanes
She had me sick now I be pissed off
Annoying as bitch she make my dick soft
Pockets on uhh feel like I’m Rick Ross
She want

the necklace (ice)
Paramount diamonds, just exquisite suggestion
Remy bust down, you can tell by the settin'
It's a high limit room, I see you bettin' by

the rick then I drown
Got ice on my bitch make her drown
Racks going round
Like a merry go 'round
Turn up with my gang
Always smoke by the pound
Then got

know you like this
I know you like this
Yeahh
Rick Ross vibe
Hip hop flow
You aint my kind
Get down low
Put that down that shit for show
You aint gon'