Lyrics:
the genie on deck
Parden me miss ima dog
Take 2 shots no vet
Feel like I'm Rick Ross
Uhhh
Why these hoes so pressed
Count it up
Fuck them haters they ain't
them on Rick Ross
I'm more than a rapper, I'm more like a mogul
Only 15 and I'm killing it solo
The way that she ride it, you'd think she do BMX
Go up
Business is booming cause imma bigger boss
I ain't talking Rick Ross but you know got the sauce
Took another dub right before I took a loss
Yea but that was
me thighs and hips to grip when I be cuttin' some
Me, I'm quick to nothin' some
I know you clowns trippin' out
Until you find out that it's yo
the chicks in the club
Now they want to rub my belly wanna show ya boy some love
They see me iced up they be like wassup?
Try to jack me if you wanna I?ma
So all of your minks be foreign yeah
All of them drinks you pouring yeah
If I can't take it when I die
That shit ain’t important yeah
That shit ain't
and shorty way back in the day
Now she's into films
Our thing just starts to dim
You know when you dealing with a bad boy, baby
I got to keep it trilla
Think y'all on fire? Even Rick Bobby said no mane
Shake and bake them wack rhymes I'm all raw cocaine
Raised by a single mother who tried to give me
gonna stop till I’m big
Like Rick Ross
Look at my wrist, bust down
That’s a big clock
All that drip, man
I need me a big mop
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
me hopping
Up and down on 24?s
Rollin'
(Hey)
I be rollin'
(Hey)
I be rollin'
(Hey)
I be rollin'
(Hey)
(Rollin')
When I was down
You bitches didn't
I really want
Some real music out of hip-hop
Fuck talking 'bout a wrist watch
Hold up
Hold up
You see my wave, I’m 'bouta blow up
Santa be bumping me
On Rodeo, in a Maybach, they think that that's Rick Ross
Wanna fuck me, she a broke bitch, sorry boo, that's a big, "Hell nah"
Wanna sneak diss, it's cool
your bitch nigga) despite what you heard or what you saw
When you look at me man you see hardcore
A real street hood nigga wish a nigga would, nigga
I
seriouslythat's ironic
When Jesus ya only hope
And He says "you can't get
To God without Me"
To squash yall beef and I
Ain't talkin' 'bout cow meat
Nope, you could
really had my back you probably should've made me aware
See, I been tryna tell y'all for years that I'm not to play with
I see right through that fake love
Feeling like,
There's a bomb in the building
“This is for all the women who want to be, and for the men who come to see me”
You know how I do
I’m Back
You
to push me
Couldn't look me in my eyes when they booked me
Don't act surprised don't me mushy
When you see me televised you overlooked me
Watch me build
get hit by the door
Up on your way out, I told you stay out, before you get lost
I used to dream I'm in RR's, no Rick Ross
You motherfuckers had me
the night
I guess it's death by dawn see her in another life
She thinks she is going to stay long death by dawn she be tweaking
Rick Owens on got them
NIGGA AND ION FUSS WIT CHA CUZZ you ON DAT OTHA SH!T YOUN fuck WIT ME fuck I'm ON DAT GUTTA SH!T you KNO MY STELO ION GIVE A fuck WHEN YOU SEE ME MY
pissed off
My roof lift off
In the lab like rick so the cheque Rick Ross
Just came out the back with ya bitch Kris Kross
You can call me mcdicks' stingy
Come ride with me baby I ride with my crew
I ride with some hittas, I ride with the dudes
And when you try to hold me down know you can’t do that
And now
tote my steel
Rick Ross when I talk my talk
MJ when I walk my walk
I talk money
I'm a walking vault
You niggas thought that I lost my sauce
This right
by the chicks in the club
Now they want to rub my belly wanna show ya boy some love
They see me iced up they be like wassup?
Try to jack me if you
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