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Rick Ross, I be with gunplay
You grind hard, you could reach this one day
I learned the game young, and knew that I would teach it some day
I'm bool,

Rapper's Ball

E-40

Best of E-40: Yesterday, Today & Tomorrow

2004

For the last eight years rode around in a Mercedes 
Lexus, trucks, drop-Vette, Caddy 
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy 

Chorus

Rappers' Ball

E-40

Things'll Never Change [US]

1997

drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy

Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall

Rappers' Ball

E-40

Hip Hop Coast 2 Coast

1998

drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy

Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall

the flare I’m feeling like Rick I ain’t talkin Morty
Got to be fine if she ain’t a dime can’t come to this party 
And you got to wait Giuseppe we skate 
I’m

of En Vogue
Digital underground the guy with the big nose
Slick Rick, BBD and we can't forget Michael
Watching house party rapping like Kid N Play
Repping

Rappers' Ball

E-40

Gangsta Hip Hop, Vol. 5

1997

drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy

Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall

off
No lights I still shine
Get mine I’ma get mine
I got it up in no time flies when you love doing your day job
AP no G shock we rock
Rick Ross big

about to get naughty
We got tequila, we got a Bacardi
A haunted house sex party
Put ya hands up everybody
All of yall about to get naughty
We got tequila,

gang) rep my city

Ayo, homie, keep it gangsta
Tell me how the G's feel
Pop pop bang, swing it on three wheels
House party G niggas, we raised off

just elevate
Cut a bitch off wit a big saw everyday
Big as Rick Ross when I dick thots every way
Can you believe in me now
Keeping the beat in my mouth

Semi-psychotic patriotic homie I'm Ocelot/
Rick Ross'n when tossing these words I floss a lot/
Alucards father when eatin why I floss a lot/
Listen I'm a Belmont

shine like lip gloss 
Pockets on swole you can call it Rick Ross 
You fuckn round with a real live boss baby my shit cost
Chorus:
I told these niggaz

make my dick soft
You ain’t with all that walking then get lost
All that barking don’t fuck with no big dogs.
Swear I be feeling like Rick Ross
What, you

like Rick Ross
I'm extra extra extra large it
Might go ride out, might go Mario Kart it
Hit bullseye like I had to go dart it
Laptop crashed so had

Chick
And her daddy really rich
Got a nanny at the crib
A 5% tint on the whip

She a boss like Rick Ross
No tap she just sip Voss
And the P.J., it's

Hit that hoe yelling out 4 like it's golf
Ya bag looking slim my pockets Rick Ross
Go with ya move and I'm knocking em off
It's easy to drop when love

Cordão dourado, 25 havaianas azul e branco
Gordão forgado, Rick Ross
Com um verde Hulk e um vinho tinto
É bem simples: meu desejo é
Dar liberdade pro gênio

money fat and it's
Lookin' like Rick Ross

Who the fuck in here?
My money way too fat like Peter
I need a pint so I'm pouring the liter
Niggas be weird,

high level team, together forever
No matter what weather and high level boss
Fat like Rick Ross, but stupid like blondy dolls
Back to story, some years

sweet tea let's ride
Hit a house party for a few then we bounce out
In the bathroom they smoke good and pass out
Early in the morning Gap Band what we

Trick or treat i could fuck hoes for free
But, that's too easy
Buying pussy, write it off i'm a boss
Salute to Rick Ross i'ma still boss up
Never been

saydatt 
My life a Rick Ross song but I ain't got a maybach 
Hermano te pasa you can't ramp inside mi casa if you think that they're ain't gonna be no

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