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a nigga feelin' like Rick Ross, cause she told me money make her cum

She like her, she like her, she like her, she like her hair, nails, heels, done
She

to auctioneer
He trying to get your soul for real
Trying to be Rick Ross a boss but he already lost
He ain't got power he just a face like mascot
I'm ready for

was a fallacy/up your mighty race/ build a new reality/

Dollars that we spend stay here a short time/spent out the hood by the end of the rhyme/

So

the pain
Life must be a game just one I'm struggling to play, check
Stuck in the cycle, spinning your thoughts like hearing a vinyl
Breaking the body but

patient
I make them pivot like 120 3 times
What's today's mathematics come state it
She like just gimme just half of your free time
Ain't nothing free in

likes to get spit on
And my pockets be fatter than Rick Ross
Got a gun by my side you won't live on
Got a gun by my side you won't live on
Now he tryna

other badly is a coding that been tucked in our Gene's
Kinda like heat
But this could blow a hole in your screen
And ruin every reality that could hold in

You Better Handle all your chores
Don't Over think, plan your goals and set the score
Promise that my son will never see a bailiff in his life
Yeah I

the window I fling
Like I'm watched by the pit boss
A feeling in my gut like Rick Ross
Chips in the air chuck a deuce and get lost
I don't give a fuck
I was

In the Arms of Love (Vocal)

Henry Mancini

The Days of Wine and Roses

1995

If I could hold you in the arms of love tonight
I'd never let you go
As the hours go by I'd show you why we've waited for this
As two lovers

a pocket fulla stones was no future in ur frontin
Influenced by that Rick Ross everyday I'm hustling 
You can hear it in my stomach its soul food that goodie

shoe, I'm tryna tuck

That bitch in Ho, nigga, that ain't leanin', bitch, That's
Robitussin I gotta switch up my Glock, we ain't Do no
Tusslin' Rick Ross

stone, this bitch gon' get right,
She want me to come two in the morning, long as I fuck right
I just ate a honey and rolled a wood, I'm in my mode now,

why we on the covers
Floor by the buzzers
Stars wanna cuff us (hah)

Grind and make sure your cash the strongest
But it's still 'bout who last

to your bitch 'cause I take hoes (take those)

I say the truth in these songs, never lied
I don't think you wanna beef cause I ain't stoppin' 'til you

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

Niggas want me dead but I'm still walking, guess imma zombie in this bitch better call Rick
AR 76.2's bitch big bone I'll put a hole in your shit

you think you know me
Which part of your life do you hide
Are we getting close or just
Getting BY

Nigga I'm PG chilling
Smart Trip pass for the DC

This is what it is, okay
Five in a pizzo
I said empty your mind
It be formless

Shapeless
Like water
Now you put water into a cup
It becomes the cup

throwing your shade
Sis, it’s your loss
No validation
(Feeling so sauced)
No competition
(Bitches be tossed)
Drums make you flat
On some Rick Ross
Wings stop

get lost
Ego is on Rick Ross
She give me a kiss, I'm wiping off her Fenty lip gloss
That's okay though, she do what I say
So, I just put in work, get

Earl On The Beat lousy
Yeah, huh, yeah, yeah ayy, uh, uh

Okay, Tory in my room, we bustin' up a stream
I'm with Jasper, we gonna get this cream
Cash

Mood Tonight?
Lick Me Down Low Do What You Like Just Make Sure I Get My Nut Tonight.

[Rick Ross:]
Ima Man That Can Move Slow
Let Me Get It Wet First;

running, got me running got me running man

Is grass really greener on the other side
Or does your grass just needs to be refertlizlied
Cuz in your mind,