Lyrics:
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, ha
Ha
Bricks, bricks comin' in by the mail, we call it plug talk
Heard you get it for 25, nigga, cut your plug off
I'm a wholesome bloke, never one to hurt another, no, no, no, no
Tighter than a wristwatch on Rick Ross, poppin' off more than Lil' Momma's lip gloss
Go
Ross
Gotta think about the shit that comes up out of your mouth
Don't give a fuck about clout I'm tryna have M's when it's suppose to be a drought
Get it
hoes
Love to pull nigga bout mine lil' nose
Nigga tryna hold me back, I'm throwin' 'bows
I'm a treal ass nigga, that's how shit goes
[Rick Ross
bottles poppin' soundin' like they gun shots
Got the models balkin', did it all with one watch
I hit a lot markets, start 'em off with one block
People love
to no good, so all of my fam could eat
See in the hood we hungry -- hey nigga we playin' for keeps
My soldiers on the block get on it
It be good if you
[Khaled]
Listennn!
[Rick Ross]
Boss, it's what I does
I get money everyday, everyday I does
That Benz, is how I ride
Black flag on the left, two hoes
thought that you made it
You got all that bread but got no arraignment
I just got payments
I just got all of that shit it's a flagrant
You ain't get none
can't slow it down
Because I'm sitting on top of the world and I'm not comin' down
[Rick Ross:]
Burnin' butter got it smellin' like it's butterscotch
I go
She go
Pushback that’s got a ring to it
Go low
Bend back
Take time when you roll with it
Man know
Take notes
Rick Ross how I boss with it (yeah)
of a
Slave and a chain nigga
I get it how I live it's
1 and the same nigga
Mousy I be the truth of these game niggas
Invision weighed by a lil water came
Turn it up
Young Hitter, get to the money
Du bist ein Clown, Mutterficker, ein Dummy
Ich hab' ein Haus
Es sieht aus wie ein Schloss (Huh?)
ich bin
gloss
Pop a perc' now I'm on lift off
Ass still fat, it's on Rick Ross
You bitches, make a nigga dick soft
Bitch ball like I'm at tip off
Get it wet,
racks, need a new vault (new vault)
Can't get a bag, now she pissed off (she mad)
I'm the biggest boss since Rick Ross (Rick Ross)
New ice, freeze my
a legend & my neighbor Rick Ross
Southern Dirt made it clean all dat slander it was false
Hook
Verse 2
You a polymath niggas didn’t know dat u could
to send my love to my friend Rick Ross
Rick, I'm immensely appreciated
In giving me love and keeping my name
In your music for the past two decades
It
hood)
If you not from here you can walk it out
And you not hood if you don't know what I'm talking 'bout
Ross
Yeah, .45 off in the ride
Four
I live just enough for the city so I get by
Money never changed how I felt, would I risk my
Life for a dollar, homie? Nah, I don't think so
Greed
kudos (you know)
Yeah we move weight like sumos
And kicks it with them bitches like judo southside!
[Ving Rhames]
Playaz Circle, Rick Ross, Ludacris
a minute it sound like you was like tryna dump me
[Chrisette Michele]
and then it comes to me like an epiphany
[Rick Ross]
never that
[Rick Ross Verse]
OutKast and Slick, the answer is in it
Hon' you need to get your ass on the dance floor this minute
We bruise stuff, knock you out shoes, socks
Show your
shining like faggots in lip gloss
Rappers still, (Paused) while I get ready for lift off
I'm a big boss, hoes might start calling me Rick Ross (Yeah)
You
Money by the duffle
Fuck my baby raw
I aint care at all
I just wanna nut
Rest the world can suck it
Mama call me luck
Das because i'm lucky
She know
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
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