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more cars, more clothes, more clothes More money means more dough to (blow) More bottles, there's more dough to (blow) Rick Ross got a lot of dough
on TV" One night, Meek and I meet up at a Seafood restaurant not far from his hotel Where we are joined at the Last minute by Rick Ross His longtime
Ladies you are now tuned into the very best Sho' Nuff songs Jazze Phizzle Rick Ross Let's go Daddy Rick Rizzle M-I-YAYO Candy all in
I'm back tHUG LIFE baby Guess who's back guess who's back Rick Ross talking facts like 2Pac's back I'm a Thug till I die Ain't nobody can stop me
haze out the jar Rick Ross, I'm the best in the flesh Getting blessed on the ?, it's a way to reflect Hard work pays off, I'm a boss, you can tell By
[Chorus] I took my bitch to lennox mall I call it tricking off 50 bricks just crossed the state, I call it getting across Gucci, rick ross
that shit (Rick Ross) Let's get it (Ace Hood) Eh knock knock, bang bang Where the cash at If you ain't got it leave you bloody like a tampax
ride, I ride for Trey-0-5 Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5) Rick Ross! Pitbull! The Bottom! Listen Nigga! Till a nigga D-I-E,
ride, I ride for Trey-0-5 Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5) Rick Ross! Pitbull! The Bottom! Listen Nigga! Till a nigga D-I-E,
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
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
I'm on my hustle......BITCH Like russell simmons or simon garfunkel.....BITCH you heard What i said i'm on my HUSTLE.......BITCH Like rick ross minus
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
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
Savage the way I floss No Rick Ross, I stack my chips Jeans to be a boss No Kris Kross Imma be a rich bitch ( Verse 2 ) Yeah, uh I’m so
Came far from a horrible event I’m sorry for the arms that I bent Sold weed in a bimmer, No tint God, He ain’t got no sense Whiteboy wild like Rick
Surrounded by dead flesh eternally hopeless You better listen to the sound of the Holy Ghost stumping bumping jumping up in your chest That money won't last
the cross like I hit you with Hot Sauce moves So Rick Ross & Hugo Won’t show you The One Boss dude Drop bombs like flex made a Vietnam move So far
slipin im a touch ya Ima tell you once bitch Your fuckin with the boss Show love to my nigga Petey Pete and Rick Ross
I’m a certified g the way I serve by the p Call me the ice cream man, cause shit ain’t for free Niggas, be lining up so they can see all the flavors
bowser you a Koopa I'm Big boss 7pc lemon hot like my name Rick Ross Yes Super J I'm viral like a Tik-tok Casio watch man I love the way it Tick tock And I
like Rick Ross with his pears You wanna leave me im like I don't care Minimize maximize Minimize Maximize Minimize maximize Minimize maximize choose
know I got more M's than a real Slim Shady video (I'm the real Shady) Big Boss, less Rick Ross, more like a wavy Hideo Kojima, they tote steamers
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