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a matinee at noon and we finna get groovy
Acrobat claws out ready to attack
Spaz out jaws drop deadly force slap
Watch out Rick Ross really don't like that

to the limit
I lost Patience ain't got no time for waiting
I'm on the road
Rhyming making notes
Listening to OGs
Nipsey and Rick Ross
Plotting on my graph
Yeah

bullshit
Multiplying more bullshit
One thing I have with Rick Ross
God forgives we don't... No
God forgives we don't... No

Everything's Alright nigga

sack
When she got the lip gloss, hey!
Rick Ross, never lost, never toss
Never gonna DDoS
Never gonna double cross, ay!
Hugo Boss, got a lot what I bought

never judge a book by look
My vanity undoubtedly proud to be this rhyming crook
Stealing hearts from other rappers cause their lady's see my dapper
Give

a Monday
Them Rick Ross days, we was playin' that gunplay
We really in them fields, we was playin' with them folks
You run across Carson Field, get that ass

my fuckin' blessings
Roll my pain away
Until they roll me on the stretcher
I'm a big boss Get the money like I'm Rick Ross
If they talkin' shit about

others rapping soft like
A snowflake theres no way you can defrost mics
Im jack frost im bouta blast off tonight

I be thinking like a boss like rick ross

a cost
I'ma boss  just like Rick Ross They like my music, my shit raw
If we catch you on that spot, we lettin' 50 out the car
Sip Cough Syrup but got no

At the tip top, I'm a big boss like Rick Ross
I'll cross you over then I'll hit you with the quick shot

They pissed off that we pullin up on his block
I lose

just to get with her
Make me feel like you an Indian giver

[Verse 5: Rick Ross]
I'm getting money I could never be the same
New address, but

yea
How could I even find
Oh yea oh yea
Looking for my heart but it's lost
Looking for the cross
Would you pay the cost
Pull up like Rick Ross
(You know

'cause you know what you worth
Yo, came through dripping, I know you got the sauce
The only one to make a thug cry, no Rick Ross
The way I touchdown, I’m

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

the way a nigga be pimping
Got a pack of moon rock that’ll make you see Tupac
And that mob boss will have you choking, sound like Rick Ross
Okay
Welcome

The god is here to give blessing
Refuse everything he is giving
You need to learn I'm not kidding
Listen to Big, DMX, Jay Z, Pac, 50 Cent
Rick Ross, Cube,

the big dawg (What)
Pockets on twenty thirteen Rick Ross
Ugh
Caramel skin
With the caramel hair (Ooo)
With the caramel eyes (Ooo)
I’ll pay for ya nails

up on you its gonna be a homicide
Stop fucking with you untill I see your homo side
My niggas gon slide like a drive by
Left a nigga dead fuck nigga

Tryna lift rocks till I'm tip-top
I been gridlocked and I'm pissed off, manje every day I be Rick Ross
And I hustle, gain muscle
Cause I must do what I

statue for the crib
I got it cause it's Kaws
He really hatin on the low
His funds is low
And that's the cause
Boss up
Like Stunna
And Rick Ross
Pay to play

to see that I floss
I cannot be canceled
I cannot be paused
Hop out the Maybach Rick Ross
Sky walking out the yeah lamb just to make it Clear
Bitch on my

a spliff hoe I'm feelin' out my skin
And I'm 'bout 5'10 but I'm feeling like I'm 6'4
Feelin' like I'm Chris Paul
Like I'm Rick Ross
Puppy on a leash but he

really with the kissin', fuck the lip gloss
Wrist frost, show her to make it jump
Like it's a tip off, this sauce
Ain't even down at wingstop
Word to Rick

the feild you get picked off
Diamonds the cold like the Winter December
Uh, These niggas they schemin like Rick Ross
12 kick the door put the work in