Lyrics:
From the fire, staying in hotels funded by the Red Cross
I'll never forget that shit, wait till the check calls
And I'ma make a donation so fat it look
knees to pray I fall
I've done more than bleed
I swear i've sacrificed it all
Bitch I'm a Dawg
What the fuck you thought
Real big boss
Like Rick Ross
The first start is believe it yourself
Ya much more than the hand you were dealt
Here's a feeling I felt
We're much more
Than meets the eyes
I realized, I
Now everybody's out to get me
I'm glad to say
Chorus: Rick James
Glad to say that I really missed your sexy way
Here I am girl, back in you again
green? Ain't me
You just a knockoff grades malnourished
But we eatin' now like Rick Ross
Player of the year, just like
An ex, I never miss, nah nah
can be my Wiz
Then I can be your sun, you can be my earth
Resurrect the God through birth
Best believe
You're all that I need, I'll be there for
Next nigga that fuck with me gotta up one on the cost
Yeah Rozay, Rick Ross I'm a boss
Damn
I still remember them tan shoes you bought
I can't believe
My radio, believe me, I like it loud
I'm the man with a box that can rock the crowd
Walkin' down the street, to the hardcore beat
While my JVC
body
Had Rick's wife
And she's nice and the kids be like 'daddy
That's life'
Take it like a man, money, try, keep rocking
Then one day, clock the balls
If it’s not the Ace Hood "Hustle Hard" flow
Then it all sounds like Rick Ross to me
This is the shit I'm supposed to respect?
Fuck that nigga SMD
P
rest
Yeah I believe Yeah
Bridge
I believe in your truth
I believe in your grace
So to you I responded
By seeking your face
I believe in your love
a hood rat, And you’re the pied piper. Since you snitching go tell em’ that I’m Lucypher, Son of the matriarch. So let loose of her. Before I reduce you,
water, nigga, I ain't Rick Ross
Put my dick on her lips, smear her face like lip gloss
Nigga I ain't MMG, but little nigga, I'm a big boss
Molly water
to make it
We set our own rules and we document the pages
Yeah
( Hook )
That's black power
Rick Ross that's black power
Lil Wayne that's black
in the shark tank
Beef with us will make ya death sooner if it's far away
I'm a hard head, ballin hard as Timmy Hardaway
I live by that Art of War,
Yeah
Bugzy Malone
You know
Watch this
I don't care if you can kickbox
You could be a big boy like Rick Ross
You could bring Joe Calzaghe
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
All I do is win
I can never take a loss
I'm gone pass you
If our paths cross
I'm so big you can call me
Rick Ross huh
I'm a boss
I'm a boss
I
Marie and Rick James
You can’t tell me nothing when I’m switching these lanes
(Cuz you know I got Soul)
Diana Ross, Marvin Gaye
Lean back in my whip, turn
'm signed to MMG, money, murder and guns
Rick Ross was official, I knew him a long time
'Cause he took off his shades just so he can look in my eye
Back
ain't enough bitch go and get your mom too
Balling on these niggas keep 23s like I'm Bron too
In a plane like I'm ISIS best believe that I'm the bomb too
'm a boss (imma boss)
Ain't Maybach music I ain't Rick Ross (ain't Rick Ross)
This is hustler music dedicated to my dawgs (to my dawgs)
For my dawgs I gotta
(that's right)
If you think I'm lazy (you're damn right)
'Cause it don't really matter what you think about me
Nigga, fuck you pay me (that's right)
You don't, you don't
You don't got to dance for that cash
I believe niggas got to pay a fortune for that ass
It's the type body
If you hit it first you
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