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inside a loss
It was always intended for me to be a boss
Im addicted to Santorini like Rick Ross
Always keep a chain wit a diamond encrusted cross
Me

darkhardheart
I've got a darkhardheart, darkhardheart
Prove me wrong
Prove me wrong
Prove me wrong
Prove me wrong
Prove me wrong
Prove me wrong
Prove me wrong

never pitched soft or played with bricks Like missed shots
But every day I'm hustling like Rick Ross
You'll think ima dentist the way I floss
As the plot

Fuck the Police

MellowHype

BlackenedWhite

2010

boss
SK for dinner and forget to floss
Kidnap a DT, tie his ass to a cross
Run a Cartel like a real Rick Ross
Sure runnin' like I'm heavy hardcore

this is a dead end
Going down the wrong path made the wrong selection
Let me steer you in the right direction
Just for you I made this handicap

call it wrong if it’s never wrong
Rub me wrong, cut you off, boom, problem solved
I be speaking way more than what I’m letting on
N***** just run their

em' don't have too much pride
Me and my niggas we gone ball like we Roll Tide
And if you fall I'm gone be there right by yo side
And all that pain do,

wrong
We've only got an hour left and they're playin my song

Chorus:
Yo Rick whatcha doin?
We're partyin now
Tell me what I'm supposed to do
Put your

Who Rotten 'Em

Slick Rick

The Art of Storytelling

1999

end
Brought me and the motherfucking palace was barking
In the midst, a poet, dryin'
Pharaoh and his girl being entertained by him
Motherfucker got

Who Rotten 'Em

Slick Rick

The Art of Storytelling [Clean]

1999

end
Brought me and the motherfucking palace was barking
In the midst, a poet, dryin'
Pharaoh and his girl being entertained by him
Motherfucker got

didn't have to need it, I got it if I wanted
All day Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Livin' like I'm big boss, Rick Ross hustlin'
Spendin' every bit of that

If you ain't about what you say I can't put you on
If you ever talked down imma prove you wrong
If you were never by my side you can move along
But

Molasses

Raekwon

Shaolin vs. Wu-Tang

2011

keep our palace, nigga
Yeah, word up, yeah, yeah, yeah, turn me up, son
Yo, Ross, what up, my nigga? Aiyo, aiyo

Word to the gold Panamaras,

pass me no soft
Im going rick ross just call me a boss
Rick owens jeans money tucked in my draws
I been trying to win I been taking a loss
Nows not

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

believe so please prove she wrong
Put the phone by the bed
Me still ah wait pon yuh call
Dad yuh left me as a boy
But me done turn a man
Where ever you dey

a boss nigga, I'm bossed out like Rick Ross, nigga
Five-fifty Benz, you know what that cost, nigga
My shit paid for, you paid a note, you ridin' a rental

heart out, so
I can prove you wrong
I will do the impossible, and
Make music better than yours
I will prove the haters wrong
By doing the impossible

I am

Another day in the 266
Another way for the new slick Rick
To prove him and game run separate lanes
Don't compare me to who you thinks lit
I've been

rollin' with me, how can you go wrong?
I'm still the man, yes, the story goes on
Pouring out liquor for the dead and gone
They're partly the reason why I

something (Pussy) 
Said you trap but is it buzzing (Naw)
Underground like I'm Ms Tubman (Low) 
Marijuana keep it puffin (Light it)
Call me Rick Ross I been

Tryna be rich forever like Rick Ross
Like i'm making music for that Maybach
Tell a pussy nigga better stay back
I should put a bullet where your brain

and Ian even know it, Rick Ross
Ion really trust shit for real I seen it all
I get on my knees like God please show a sign
Okay niggas be thinking I'm bitch

Stay Iced Up

Paul Wall

The Heart of a Champion

2010

you see is big stones see I'm on it I ain't even got a major deal Rick Ross be lookin at me like I'm worth at least a couple mill, is it that iced out