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Bossy Lady

Rick Ross

Deeper Than Rap [Deluxe Edition CD/DVD]

2009

ready for the White House.

[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Baby you, you shine just like I do.
Just like your supposed to.
Everyone knows your the bosses girl.

shoulda been clicked picture
(Check her out)
I don't know what you're tryin' to figure out
Down South, barbecue ribs fly out a nigga mouth
And touchin'

I'll
Never get rid of her
I can make an angel switch like Angelica
I don't do trips for two to America
You think you're clever huh? I'm
On the grind

Im bouta go and smoke 
Fuck you this aint no joke, look
FD like BIG if you don't know now you know bitch 

Ooo yeah 
Its the big hoss with the big

Battle Cry

Joell Ortiz

Free Agent

2010

industry, 
I don't know the language
But play the beat and I'll show you why I'm head honcho
Y'all gettin' away with murder like the white bronco
Bunch

then you know we hitting licks
Like a caveman nigga you know I keep a stick
I could be a builder how I be moving bricks
Bitch let me nut on her face she

tough shit like motherfucking Rick Ross
We all know you ain't the boss, work in an office, bow down to the labels
Everything you do already written in

Put that bitch in designer and she Couldn't believe it
Nigga it's a Trackhawk not no regular Jeep
I feel like Rick Ross all I do is eat
Says you beating

so just let me show ya (Imma treat you right) (Yeah ok)
I'mma show all my love, call me Sosa (Yeah)

Show you how to live like a boss,
Rick Ross ya

Rick Ross lyrics to verse
She telling me I need to change
But baby I need the change
2 coupes, 2 bricks, life's too short
Cocktail, 2 Glocks

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

I'm an animal
All you people do the most
Call me boss like Rick Ross
Singing like I'm Rick Roll
Caught you in a big hole

Like yeah okay I see a way
We

they hit you, you fall like a titan
Pockets feeling fat Rick Ross no diet
I could do this shit in my sleep that's no trying
I always keep the iron on me

don't pay the bills
Call my hoe up if I wanna chill, have her popping pussy like her favorite pill
Call my bros they be down to roll I'm surrounded by

Her pussy wetter than a
Cruise
Nigga I head tap
I don't care if you got a vest
I don't blow money all I do is reinvest
North south east to west
I got

Every time you know my section lit
Check her name
Is she on the list
I'm a big, big, big boss got the sauce just like Rick Ross

We was sellin' out

that T-Pain's sound (T-Pain's sound)

[Hook: Karaoke Sample]
Why you wanna do some shit I did in '03?
But don't act like you know...
I'm laying low key

Told Y'all

Trina

All About the Benjamins

2002

you know
Rick ross god damn I'm the next to blow now
Smoke pounds bricks broke down its your times
Spit 4 rounds go get your hoe now

[Chorus]
I

and rick ross
Yea
I spent some racks on a bitch i dont care what that shit costs
Drip when I walk yeah you know this shit big sauce
She dont play ball but

shopping but your credit card declined
Keep em jumping like Kriss Kross
They know I’m a big boss
My pockets hella fat just like the old version of Rick Ross

hit with this drum
I do this shit just for fun, fuck on yo bitch till I cum
She keep thinking I'm the one, but bitch you know I'm on the run
Feds tryna

[Rick Ross:]
Legendary, runners, you know me, o ooooh, o ooooh, Trilla, o ooooh, o ooooh

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Every dollar that I count can't grow

Hailie when life's a drag
Told her to do like her dad, don't cry, get mad
'Cause little baby powders belong in diaper bags
I'm hyper, by the time you

Honey drive by and said
I'll do anything for you, kept drinking up
Hero of my wife
Tell ya man stop sticking her
Master's coming
I'm not saying you're not