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PATHETIC YES I SAID IT. 

FLOW SKITS Ima eat A ritz bisk real quick and slick rick ross sized shit throwin fits glitz glitchin out the games brain just for

around my neck bitch ain't no reload

What's up what's up all my niggas what's up
Guns up guns up all my killas guns up

G game
A anger
N nasty
G ghetto

your face off
Rick Ross, nigga, she know she fucking with a big boss
Big balls, nigga, my bitch be sucking on my big balls, nigga
Oh Lord, nigga, I can't

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

keep score
Sexy ladies walk by the door
Whip it real hard like Rick Ross
I be talking out hte ass, no shit mouth
When I'm at the bank don't keep score

so I'm out here and I'm searching for the frame
Irish stew in the big pot, big boss all about business Rick Ross
Ticked off his loss it's off all

All the fans around 'bout the
Get what they deserve listen as I run down
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Don't Curse

Big Daddy Kane

Peaceful Journey

1991

are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Y'know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my man

Woo'in in the party while we rapping to my stanzas
Dripping when i step outside this van
Hugo Boss bitch
Fur coats gun totting out my hand
Some rick ross

my Dick Soft
Rick Ross
Shoutout to that man but I'm Big Boss
His fault thought he had a plan it got picked off
Came from a Honda to a Beam had

you
What the fuck don't you understand
This a real bitch, this real love
So look
He said he would slide around about nine
I knew nine times out of ten,

on her phone so I can see them cheeks
She got me feeling like Rick James
Kuz she a super freak
She got me countin' all the bands
While she just goes

the X yeah it's a vibe
We buying ricks can you guess the price
My bitch is foreign my bitch is fine
We smoke zips
I don't know about dimes
I'm doing well

I got brothers on road like pigeons
They just after the bread
And I know they won't rest till the stack come fat like Rick Ross
So when they be

Wipe Me Down

Foxx

Survival of the Fittest

2007

of 'em tryna steal my underwear (wipe me down)
I like to floss like Rick Ross got a hit called set it off
When I sang it everybody set it off (wipe me

of straw and
patient animals standing around.  The mother nods by the side
of the child.  Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks

shit
I just think that hoodies are comfy
I want a sleeved tat, I drink Henny
And most of the pussy I get don't bring joy
And if Rick Ross started

What I say goes, what I say goes
Wear ahego, like, bitch, like, whoa
Yeah, I'm goin' to my side bitch, I'm like, ho, use some logic
I walk around with

what you're stealin'
Your open-wound style needed some healin'
You're stripped out by my flow
I'm glad you know behind
This spark I got the
Phattest

you gonna laugh at me
I murder the ones at the top by giving you casualties
You coming around the beat
I cum up on Prada sheets
You wish you were hot

hundred flips
These the Miami boys, drop top with the toys
Rick ross with the voice
What's the plan with no choice
With all plans to destroy
No space for

Water drippin' off my neck, my chain's too cold
On a two man by myself, just fuck two hoes
Give my bitches nicknames, what name you want?
This nigga

what I got
FTOS, we on the top
Rik Runtz, not Rick Ross but I'm a boss
Why you tryna salt me down?
Man, fuck that, that stupid hoe can't come around
If

What do you make of it? What do you take from it?
Promise not to envy, I'm a boss I just want a crib like Ross
Back to back is the motto Tryna get cream