Lyrics:
boss
Fuck Joss, he's no hoss
I hate his guts and I hope that he never pushes through
Fuck Joss, he has no sauce
Fuck Joss, tryna be Rick Ross
He has
Squad
From the top, we have the great Luda, Jeezy and Wayne
T.I., Rick Ross, Rich Boy, Snoop and The Game
And for my ladies, we have, Ne-Yo with Usher
was way back
To buy a bag of chips, I scrapped up cents to get lays bag
Like since I got a beard just like rick ross I need a Maybach
My dawg whipping
track albo ściągnij crack do tego
To dla wszystkich byś pokochać mógł tą kulturę
Zbierz teraz myśli w głowie ruszaj nią w dół i w góre
W dół i w góre
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
[Verse 12: Rick Ross]
One love to the gangs, but I'm in the thangs
Say the fellows for the cars, see we kill for the fame
The boss made it, yeah we floss
the smell
We not seeing da pen what the fuck is a jail
Stop speaking on shit you gone leave them a trail
Pockets to swole overload call it Rick Ross
Actin
the great Luda, Jeezy and Wayne
T.I., Rick Ross, Rich Boy, Snoop and The Game
And for my ladies, we have, Ne-Yo with Usher
Y'all have a seat, we be right
Rick Ross
Go to jail pod boss
Paint away bob Ross
Yes I smoke no recollection
Trump is out next election
Only fat mid section
I am smart intellection
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
and Aces on the track, yeah that's a classic
So, Don't Criss Cross my gift off the list boss
You touch mine, I'll huuh like I'm Rick Ross
Ugly sweaters
Okay They say I make a stick talk
Got em pissed off
Eddie James bitch I'm big dog
Eating Rick Ross
I got bands in a duffle
Heard the feds got tipped
Rick Ross
Plies
Nigga, we so hood
I'm so hood
We the best
DJ Khaled, Florida stand up
Let's go
Hood
Rick Ross
Flossin' up on the low
While think I'm at home
I be pretendin' that I miss him
When I pick up the phone I be like
Daddy, where you at
When you
when I know they don't, right?
Yea, big boss with the bag
Hear them M's coming like Rick Ross with the tag (M-m-m-maybach)
But I still gotta pay these
back like Rick Ross
That's how i feel everyday
I can't stop i won't stop
Like Diddy back in 96
I'm giving more life to Hip-Hop
I will make sure to keep
ear
That at two you would like to hear
Kriss Kross and Rick Ross at 2am
Jump around and get down to Here I Am
Face down and back up till the morning
of shit, I'm rapping in a song
I gotta a lot fans, not including ya mom
I'm in tip top condition, I can't be wrong
I'm feeling myself like I'm Rick Ross
I
on the
I guess I gotta do this
Let me kick back and spit a goofy sick rap
Check this wicked diss track to a killer boom bap
About these douchebags who think
hot!
Throwing punches like this is all I got
But even Jig saw how I put pieces in a jigsaw
You might be 50 but I am Rick Ross
The big boss
Take small Ls
don't talk, that's raw
Scarface, Rick Ross, big boys
Big boys, Scarface, Rozay, we big boys
Every time I turn around, y'all got something to say about me
can show u how to stunt
Big crib by the water nigga I ain't gotta front
I can show u how to stunt
I can show u how to stunt
I can show u how to stunt
click, click
(Take a picture) click, click
(Check me out!) Yeah, I know what I'm doin'
[Rick Ross]
Started wit' a nick then I seen a hundred bricks
click, click
(Take a picture) click, click
(Check me out!) Yeah, I know what I'm doin'
[Rick Ross]
Started wit' a nick then I seen a hundred bricks
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