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Rick Ross
Go to jail pod boss
Paint away bob Ross

Yes I smoke no recollection 
Trump is out next election
Only fat mid section
I am smart intellection
look in my eyes you might see the secret recipe
Me and my brothers yeah we grinding influentially
Put that on my mothers yeah we getting it by any means
love im wide awake 

What is success when your hearts at stake ah

What’s a home when you’re out of place 

Time goes by and I can’t erase 

This feelin
I stay on my boss shii like Rick Ross shii
Gotta stack that Guap up until it a wrap
Money, older than B.I.G and Pac
I ain't going trip when I'm
Always keep in mind, you fall in love a thousand times
Regardless what we went through, I'm still right here by your side
Artificial homies, worse than
throat right I’m fucking her brain is all the same
I went against all odds to face y’all frauds guess I’m a
Skinny Rick Ross don’t take no loss I deserve
went against all odds to face y’all frauds guess I’m a
Skinny Rick Ross don’t take no loss I deserve a
Round of applause matter fact a standing ovation
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
Always keep in mind, you fall in love a thousand times
Regardless what we went through, I'm still right here by your side
Artificial homies, worse than
to send my love to my friend Rick Ross
Rick, I'm immensely appreciated
In giving me love and keeping my name
In your music for the past two decades
It
I no get boss na street I dey
Emi ni Rick Ross ruin ni wale(I'm Rick Ross, you're Wale)
I no fit count beat wey I dey kill per day(can't count
thought?
Had to boss up, I feel like Rick Ross
I shoot all my shots and get applause
And I never even practice at all
I feel just like Justin, have to ball
ain't it with this picture painted
It costs
Peace to Bobby Ross
I got the dippin sauce

Baby boy I got trade secrets
Quick with the math
Rubber Band
Snappin like Thanos
Attaching these stones
My powers in each flow
Lucio bumping and
Moving that payload
A boss
Super iconic I feel like Rick Ross
Painting
Got my bag up i upgraded my fashion
Feeling like Rick Ross slide in a Ashton
These rappers be cap & the industry castin
I got some money now she want me
of 9
11 feeling like November 9th 'Cuz I
I got that shit that makes Rick Ross go (Huh)
Make Jay-Z go (Yup) make Kanye Go (haah?)
I know you're at a loss
Rick Ross lyrics to verse
She telling me I need to change
But baby I need the change
2 coupes, 2 bricks, life's too short
Cocktail, 2 Glocks
talk
Big talk
Pockets
Rick Ross
Forever ball
Yeaaaaaa

We link
We lock
She give me top
We gone drop the top
We gone mini golf
And fall in love

I call
the street gangs is big money
Petty cash to the major
Distributor, empires are built,
Lives killed, for a hundred keys a week,
Ask Mr. Rick Ross
Uzis is
that just put my baby on some racks (On some racks)
I love it when you call me
You love it when you see me
How I feel it ain’t no secret
How I fuck ya
on provin i love ya
Sweet secret weapon in this beautiful struggle

She attracted to the criminally minded more
Whats yours is mines and whats mines is yours
at the new boss
I'm tryna get my pockets sloppy like The fat Rick Ross
Better book me now no coupons Bitch you gotta pay the full cost
How the hell else ima
a loss
I’m a major boss, like I’m Rick Ross
You ain’t fucking with me then you gone get flipped off
List of rappers I’m better than I can list em off
They
keep score
Sexy ladies walk by the door
Whip it real hard like Rick Ross
I be talking out hte ass, no shit mouth
When I'm at the bank don't keep score

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