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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

Blow

Dré

Port of Miami

2006

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

so big like Rick Ross yeah)
I know you missing me
While I run up a check, yea you dissing me
And I can't get you back by like any means
You was stuck

Rick Ross
Blowing loud think it's on Meek Mill
On my grind till I get me a deal
I'm just me nigga fuck how you feel
With my niggas I'm just keeping it

gotta floss, hey
Dabbing on 'em with the sauce, huh
Feeling like a young boss, huh
Feeling like I'm Rick Ross, huh
Hundred dollars in the city man

either way you gon' be mine
Tell your ex to suck a dick I know he pissed off
Pockets gettin fat in these Amiris call them Rick Ross
I swear I wanna kiss

Boys tryna floss, act you tough shit like motherfucking Rick Ross
We all know you ain't the boss, work in an office, bow down to the labels

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

Rick Ross:

See it go like dis started what is
Made it to a burb now im da shit
Nigga thats my word pull up in da whip
See us on da curb hands

way, yeah
I got racks, I got racks, please don't ask me, yeah
I got swag, I got swag, Rick and Raf way, yeah

Sweep the game right with a broom

, grind, no flip flop
When they see me they say I'm headed for the tip top
Hey, hey
I feel like Rick Ross
I ain't heavyset but I promise I'm a big boss
When

Cash Flow

T-Pain

Purple Codeine, Vol. 16

2008

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

I feel like
Rick Fox, Rick James, Rick Ross
Need a big block, big chain, big boss
Niggas tried to crucify me got me criss crossed
Ass backwards
I dip

Southern Gangsta

Ludacris

Theater of the Mind

2008

acts of violence
This goes deeper than rap shit
He's worth eight figures
So young niggas, boss up
I present to you, Rick Ross, the boss

[Rick

off, used to have no bank
Look at my account
You see O's like Rick Ross
I drift off to the moon, martian
Use the Big Dipper as a teaspoon
Parking my UFO

Bitch I'm from Dade County

DJ Khaled

We the Best [Bonus Track]

2007

open my mouth shit that's the sound
They go "Brra-Tat-Tat" so you betta watch out 
Ouch! 

[Rick Ross] 
Bitch I got money too 
"Trilla" album comin' soon

Steeze like I'm Rick Ross uh!
I'm just tryna get it like a tip off
Play to win and I'ma win it all
Pray to all my dawgs I represent y'all

Still at it
Been

switched off
Got a vision, got a plan, gotta build blocks
No zeds, no bars, no big box
Tryna meek a milly double m’s that’s Rick Ross
Gyal sing along to my

Lights Get Low

Freeway

Free at Last

2007

total con...

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Born with the murder one
We got the hood burning up
Yea this what you want
My niggas know to turn it up

Feeling like Jesus on the cross I aint bleeding
But I got the drip and the red sauce

Give a fuck about a season losing weight like Rick Ross
Kicking

just like Rick Ross
Up on my cheek still got the stain from your lip gloss
People down on me but I know imma go the distance
I see all my haters and they

like exhaust
I'm on my grind tony hawk
pockets fat but no rick Ross
But I can never love no thot
I can never love no thot
I can't love no thot no more

nigga, Dolph

Hop in the coupe and swerve off
Shoot thru the lane like Chris Paul
Hustle the chips and get lost
Drop a few pounds, rick Ross
Endure

Do It for H Town

Chamillionaire

Mixtape Messiah, Vol. 4

2008

to ask me if Rick Ross still a G
Journalists need to get up off my D
Him and E-Class always kept it real with me
The rap game looking so childish lately