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of shit, I'm rapping in a song
I gotta a lot fans, not including ya mom
I'm in tip top condition, I can't be wrong
I'm feeling myself like I'm Rick Ross
I

the opportunity cost?
Bigger than Rick Ross?
I guess the question now is whose the boss?
I told you I was frosty, I guess that's why I get so bossy

I'm shooting

have no hands or toes by the basketful
But when he do he finna’ eat it by the loads
I’ma eat ‘til I explode, let my stomach be as big as Rick Ross, oh

to this on that Rick Ross shit boss shit
Flying high like cock pits till we're in the top 6
Getting them crowds raving like mosh pits

When I felt the pain

spit like a marathon, yeah
I am a rap machine
I never get tired
You get tired cause you're inspired
By the people that are expired
To this rap game

bossed up now I call shots like Rick Ross 
Pour me up another cause I think I'm coming down
My liver ain't the only thing tonight that's bout to drown

That Good

Wiz Khalifa

Dreams

2012

used to stall 'em
Now I with the boss dogg, all the bad hoes want him
And my pockets on swole, I'm talking Rick Ross big
And now when we shop we don't

Had a strong open like Rick Ross
But I question my close just like close just like Kris Kross
I know I've been captured
Something significant raptured

well when I'm pissed off
I get dumped on like I'm Rick Ross in a shit toss
All you rappers are soft and wearing chains
None of you have what it cost

a loss
You can not take a loss
Young slime came in wit the sauce
Tryn stack it up till my pockets like rock
Wan stack till it's as big as Rick Ross
Ross

Truly Yours

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

Road to the Riches

1989

if you're riding the tip, just get the hell off 
You wanted to leave because you didn't believe that I would achieve 
Cause you had something up your

get hit by the door
Up on your way out, I told you stay out, before you get lost
I used to dream I'm in RR's, no Rick Ross
You motherfuckers had me

life 
You're the only father that I ever new
Who's your daddy
Who's your daddy
As you live many years
Things take on a repeat
You're the only father that

(Rick Rock Beats)

I'm back like I never left
In this muthafucka spitting rhymes 'til my last breath
Snoop Dogg in the building, yes, y'all

twice
Probably not see what I’ve seen in 1 night
That feeling you’re an old soul in a past life 
The only way to know the feeling what it feels like

planet, all by myself
Now they saying Santa died, I ain’t die
I’m 'bouta get back on the sleigh (Slay)
(I) had the itis from eating that sandwich from

the freak got lost the in sauce
But still played it cool and hit it good like I'm a boss
She liked the finer things in life like Freeway Rick not Ross
I'm in

Ayy, I'm a big boss like I'm Rick Ross (ayy, Ross)
You ass backwards, criss-cross
You chasin' bitches over money, well, that's where you broke the law

'm drunk and sloppy
With the palm pilot, I want the money

So I got a problem
I lie that you're bout to be rich with a queso
A nigga be chasing them pesos
I

that's what Azrael will sing
No, I'm not a demon from Hell
Why do you believe in Hell
Even Joos don't believe in hell if you're religious
There's just

Tia Told Me

50 Cent

Promo Only: Rhythm Radio (April 2009)

To relax! You know I have a temper problem!!! You know!!!
I talked to L.A. Reid, I said awwwwwwwwwww man!!!!!!
L.A. I mean Rick Ross is finished!!!!!!!
I mean

Tia Told Me

Rick Ross

Deeper Than Beef

2009

To relax! You know I have a temper problem!!! You know!!!
I talked to L.A. Reid, I said awwwwwwwwwww man!!!!!!
L.A. I mean Rick Ross is finished!!!!!!!
I mean

Stingy like Mr krabs when it
Comes down to my sauce
Got chased by a fat mall cop
He look like Rick Ross
Like I'm hooping with this nigga
Hit him with

The movements i make is usually recorded for a movie
So I can't blame you for when we talk that you think it's make believe
And I got a cover girl with me better