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Ross, ima boss, I'm dirty dan
Four pockets full got me gliding like Peter pan (Green)
Four pockets full got me feeling like Kakarot (Hundreds)
93 in

rich from the hood YMCMB
Yeah Maybach, brrrap

[Verse 3 - Rick Ross]
I'm that fat muthfucker, young entrepreneurs
Zombies in the street we got them

I ditch all my Fhoes with a Patek Philippe

Thousand mile walk
Pockets they looking like they some voss (oo)
Pockets Rick Ross
I be the boss,

by the time I got back
Had a couple fresh twenties burnin' holes in my pockets
I threw em in the closet in an old shoebox

It didn't have much in

numbers in pocket space
Rob or take used to chase adrenalynn no Gavin Ross more Terrence Ross
Levitating higher than most echelons
Love the bars I'm chewing

Said I'm about to take off like a rocket
And my gas tank is full, you can't stop it
I'll be rolling loud, bitch I'm hot topic
I'll be sagging cause

Ring around the Rosie's
A pocket full of posies
Ashes ashes we all fall down
Ring around the Rosie's
A pocket full of posies
Ashes ashes we all fall

The Game Belongs to Me

UGK

Underground Kingz

2007

and dropped, like my Biarritz on top
Let the motherfucker bleed until it drip and let it drop

I'm still that young boy that had a pocket full of stones
But

to increments of 20, eventually them shits gone add up to benjis, pockets on full, they’re never on empty; ask me if i got bars, a mf got plenty, 

Traded in

Arrest The President

Ice Cube

Everythang's Corrupt

2018

for the crisscross
I'm a bigger boss than Rick Ross
Always winnin', nigga, get lost
It's the warlord, bring the voodoo
When I bail through, it's

when I moved the pen
I thought of you when I moved the pen

I got a smile on my face, the sun on my side
A pocket full of friends and a cousin doing time

pockets Rick Ross
Break down the gas and I'm blowing it all
Money in my bag like I'm from Memphis
Elephant trunks my clip got extensions
Murder on my mind

violate, we send him to the moon
Switch it up with the criss-cross
(Yeah! Yeah)
Pockets on fat, yeah, my pockets on Rick Ross
You a fan, boy, get lost (Woah,

up? I don't miss y'all

I know I'ma get what I want, cause I'm the big dog
Pockets was flat, now they fat, just like Rick Ross
I just keep on goin', I'm

the duffel
Fuck em, fuck em, fuck em, fuck em
Gotta keep extra clips when you bumble
When your niggas bitch up, you in trouble
My pockets fat, Rick Ross fat

be unfairly swerved
Like Rick Ross both hands full of pears

Yes lad, it's goin down
Yes lad, it's goin down
Yes lad, it's goin down
Yes lad, it's goin

The Hand Clap

Big Poppa

51/50 Ratchet

2007

wake, we make your hand clap
Just stay at home
You got a pocket full of money (ahhh)
Oohh that's wazzup
Let me catch you by the bathroom
You gone get

Hood

Pimp C

Kinfolk

2006

the middle of the map where the river run deep
Up I-55 where them niggas run D
Got a pocket full of stones along wit Bun B, Pimp C
Love didn't have it, I

Honey I got to go
When I approach you pause (Pause)
She always blow , lip gloss (Gloss)
Big ass deal , Rick Ross
I Got the braids, Criss Cross
No

bring an eighth
Feel like Iverson, smoking weed and sipping drink, shit I'm crossed
Got my pockets fat, I call 'em Rick Ross
And I stayed the same,

that he playing lacrosse 
My diamonds on frost the dripping like Voss 
Make em panic 4 times like Eli Fross
My pockets rick Ross 
If I make a 1K ina week

pocket full of possibilities
We Got More banks than hilary
my soldiers Flank ya facility
She got me hard but its still a breeze 
She Salutin deez 
Now be

bitches heads like Im Laila Ali
He know I'm coming trim
He
Cant wait to show me off
Im the biggest in the room
like Im Rick Ross
Aint competing with these

the season
I'm givin' you full, I am not here for teasin'
Callin' Rick Ross in case people stay schemin'
Run that shotgun fake it out like play action
My