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Put that on my mothers yeah we getting it by any means

Yeah we getting it by any means 
I'm doing so well I'm starting to get enemies
I'm really

Bastard

Tyler, the Creator

Bastard

2009

convention with a gold revolver
Life's a salad I'ma toss it eat this shit up, Rick Ross it
Shit it out, bag it up sell it, I'm so damn rebellious
'Cause my

Rick Ross
Fashion shit I'm Lagerfeld
Throwin' blue hunnids blindfolded ina wishing well
All my doubters Wish 'em well
It's gone be a tough living
Bottega

Rollin'

R. Kelly

Double Up

2007

and bitches they lie
But home boy them stats don't
R & B Boss

Hustling like Rick Ross
Man my flow is so raw
So niggas don't piss me off
I'm a player

leave me pissed me off (ooh)
Diamonds heavy husky like my jeweler name was Rick Ross (Yyah)
I'm gettin' up while you gettin' off 
(Yeah, yeah)
Poppin'

gonna hawk that
No Rick Ross but they know i bossed up
Working out doing run ups and walk ups
Lived by the gun and he died by his knife
Russian Roulette

homie let's make it clouded
The Holy Spirit possessing me, hunger to be stay pressin' me
Writing rhymes to battle hip hops enemies
I'm Rick Ross forever

set it on fire and said its a billion 

I'm getting to levels that I had perceived 
I told j cole we the greatest emcees 

I showed rick Ross that tha

something different and found you
Introduced by Truth Roccz back in high school
I left you alone to go and find something different
But the path I was on just

in the sky, we sent that pussy nigga high like a kite
All these pussy niggas do is bark, they don't bite
I give em hell, K4M, I'm Killing4Mine
Oh, you

on this throne alone 
So lavishly
I'm a big boss
Take no loss
You know I got fat stacks like Rick Ross
This is deep
More than you and me
King energy highway

just mix those 
If your girl crazy well we know how to fix hoes 
If your girl crazy loco we know how to fix hoes

Maybe I should go and act like I'm Rick

and I'm finna go pop it
I lock this shit in get the bitch and she drop it
I'm making deposits I'm dripping so mop it
I swerve in the coupe get high and go

to the remix

I feel like fallin' in love (fallin' in love)
I'm in the mood to fuck somethin' up (tonight I'm lovin' somethin' up, baby)
I need some drink in

them Glocks in dis b***h ( glliidd) 

Dripping like I came out the water 
I'm ah young dolph
Hustling but I stay scheming 
Like I'm rick ross
Bible

(Hello, I love money)
Had me talking like a henchman when I ripped the Cartnite twice
Backwood got me up so high I'm up in Heaven there with Christ
I don't

Yeah, woah, woah
My eyes are like glitchin and shit
Yea I'm so perfect
Yeah, I'm so perfect, I see that serpent
I'm off a perk, yeah I do work,

Stick talk
Stick talk
Stick talk
Big talk
Pockets
Rick Ross
Forever ball
Yeaaaaaa

We link
We lock
She give me top
We gone drop the top
We gone mini

High speed chase I'm on him, I do my cardio
Shoot him while the whip's still
Spinnin' it's Super Mario
Fuck it I'ma remix it
I ain't never backed down

Ross
And I got ice 'round my neck just like I'm Jack Frost
He called me broke, so I just bossed up and bought a chain (Chain)
And I ain't Tory, but I

Was rocking Aéropostale now this sweatsuit by Lacoste
Trizzzle rick ross yeah nigga I'm a young boss
Suburban's out front in direction straight

Sheila
My chevy sittin’ too high
I call that Wiz Khalifa
And I’m all about the new Franklins
Ain’t talkin’ Aretha
Bitch my league too major
I’m hiphop

like I'm Ross nigga (UUGHHH)
My circle real small
Don't ask for no daps
Ya shopping at Ross nigga (oh nah)
I'm thumbing thru hundreds
I started wit

me feeling like Rick Ross
Niggas think they getting big but getting lost in the sauce

Yeah
Easy
For real

Yeah man
These niggas better know it's real