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on the streets like I'm Rick Ross
Got a couple niggas that I know, that I need to toss
Self-made Zillionaire
And I'm fucking here
I'm surrounded by an army full

I'm sorry for the wait nigga
I'm tighter than these pussy hoes, I'm chafe, nigga
Pockets full of crumbs, I'm a breadwinner

I'm sorry for the wait

Getting money am I not
Pockets full of knots
I need this Guap
And a lot
Enough to fill a lot
She say she down to make some money Well bae I got

boy pockets too fat just like rick ross
Like Lil Pump I come with
The sauce like a boss
Feed my team no matter what the hell the cost
Ain’t no strings

Ride [Remix]

Rick Ross

The Slangin Boyz: The Mi-Yayo Cartel

2009

b low the money, that louie bag of hundreds, 
We trying to holla, but she be hella fronting, she never met a nigga real as

[Chorus]

[Rick Ross

R.I.P.

2 Chainz

Don't Bring Me Down

2013

a thug
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P we just killed the club
Took patron to the head almost killed a thug

Got a pocket full of Dead Prez

I am a boss like my name is Rick Ross
You run up on me, I'll make you look like criss-cross
I got all these chains I'm dripping like big sauce
Ya'll

glizzy get to spanking
Put his ass onna shirt nigga like a painting
Rich forever nigga Rick Ross
Them 223 flying like a moth
Got me sum steppers sliding

gotta up my weigh
10 years flew by the world ain’t changed
Just to make a name nigga kill you take your chain
I been peep shit hella strange since lil

the faucet
I be on my Rick Ross, yeah she know I'm bossin'
Treat her like a Laker coz I know they watchin'
See dat booty shakin' so I tell her "come and back

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

shopping but your credit card declined
Keep em jumping like Kriss Kross
They know I’m a big boss
My pockets hella fat just like the old version of Rick Ross

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

wanna be the greatest
Big boss
On my grind untill my pockets Rick Ross
Shit talk
Boi that's all you do you shoulda been stoped
Get lost
For I call my

Rick Ross pockets, taking off like I'm in a plane
I've been going crazy 2021 when I'll be 21 I'm going insane
I'll put two shots to his brain
He know

that life ain't fair
Sippin Rozay like I'm Rick Ross shout out all the pears
Vizene all my diamonds yea these shits is crystal clear
Eat lil shorty pussy

Nicca running
Have a pussy nicca sprinting having em dipping like sauce
Pockets fat big boy status yeah I'm talking Rick Ross
Bro done hit a lick he done

dip off
Dummy bread pockets fat as hell call me Rick ross
Brodie bought a strap just to shoot that nigga scary
Thick Latina bitch wanna hit but her

feel just like the frost
And I'm never gon stop grinding, till my pockets like Rick Ross
And I'm never gon stop rapping, till NoCap get on my verse
Amiri

and ravioli 
Aint no sauce got no sauce awesome sauce apple sauce
Took a loss be the boss pockets fat like rick ross
Nasty hoes wish you the best
Good luck with

a clue
I boss up the next shout out Rick Ross
She claim that she Prego how I'm servin the sauce
Got my mind on my diamonds I'm goin Lil Uzi
My name in her

looking for bands and heat
Killing these nikkas you know Im gonna skiii
Pockets be bigger than Rick Ross is, wack artists, get violence, can't find us
All

can't stop
She on my cock
(Goat talk)
Inna back, Maybach, like I'm Rick Ross
Bad bitch do a dance, TikTok
Tell her come her baby, come lick cock
Told ha

her ass soft
These niggas pussy they real soft
My pockets fat like rick ross
That tells you I'm the real boss
I know a couple bitches that's gone eat it