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they didn't need
What if you were to see
That Roscoe also works
As an MD
In the hospital
Down the street
So for Ross, it'll
Likely be
Him contracting

New God Flow.1

Ghostface Killah

G.O.O.D. Music: Cruel Summer

2012

write it in bold letters
They love a nigga's spirit like Pac at the Coachella
They said Pusha ain't fit with the umbrella
But I was good with the Yay'

Zoom

Lil' Boosie

Bad Azz

2006

the club like

[Yung Jok]
Every day I'm hustlin'
They think I'm Rick Ross
Just as soon as I fuck 'em
Tell the hos to get lost
A lot of niggas mad

degrees
Got new drip from overseas
I'm gone by a crib in Lebanese
It's all about the real estate
Made my problems evaporate
I cut them off because they love

likes to get spit on
And my pockets be fatter than Rick Ross
Got a gun by my side you won't live on
Got a gun by my side you won't live on
Now he tryna

making love
I don’t know what it feels like
But I know baby this feels right
We can just call it love
Watch the sunrise
Through your brown eyes
Stay by

I think I fell in love with the cash flow
Funny how the splenda got me spittin' tobasco
Argue with me just so I can give her the backstroke 
And I'm

Daddy Mack
Rick Ross big Boss
So throw it back
On it like a quarterback
Baby give me more of that
We flowing like I do the track
My soldier ready

show's a trick off
People say your album is sick
How much you get for it?
I ain't rich but I'm a boss
I'm still Ross without the Rick Porsche
Sharp blades

A greedy nigga got plenty but demand more, Testosterone Looking like I’m still plotting, A Mustafa beard, I’m Rick Ross laden, A No fly zone, niggas trying

crackle
Rick Ross fuck a pear man I'm all about that apple 
Roll a blunt like it's silver wear 
Scouts taught me to be prepared 
Better stick to cutting

is the Terminator round the Earth, like e-quator
Like a ring, on the finger, He surround, no more danger
Like a Boss, no Rick Ross
Emmanuel, paid

afraid of no risk
Cuz I do this
For me and my kids
Rick Ross said push it to the limit
Buy the block back I want the land that's my vision
We moved a lot

rooibos
Wanna be like Rick Ross... blesser fat
Problem is when i flex... nigga i flex
Aint got tummy tummy jiggly fats
Mara go tla loka... those are facts
I

getting me ticked off don't let have my dawgs sick yall
You small body but ya head getting bigger like rick ross
I will blitz y'all randy moss picked off so

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

Tell the truth like a Freeway Rick Ross
Deeper than a dip sauce
If I had a son he'll never be abandoned
I was born and raised to believe and I don't even

off
Shot caller
Fuck a big coin I want big dollaz
How you be a boss
With the worker problems
You ain't Rick Ross
You a Richie dollaz
You a bitch boy
You

the street they not getting in
Not by the hairs on my chinny chin
Fell into plenty sin like many mean
But I sautéd the flesh like a cheffin' zombie
So there

Lemon Pepper Barbeque
Got bitches barking like a fucking Q
Who's next
To get slaughtered on the track
With my whole crew
Gotta go and get loose

Rick

and they ask for him
By name AUSK nigga I'm boss, I ain't Rick Ross but I do my thing
Im on my Jay Z shit come around your hood like you babysit
But I needs

the way a nigga be pimping
Got a pack of moon rock that’ll make you see Tupac
And that mob boss will have you choking, sound like Rick Ross
Okay
Welcome

rewind it
Imma boss
Rick Ross
Drippin all this
Big sauce
Drive by
Bodies fly
Like a fucking
Kick off
Yeah the piece
Giving heat
On ya block like Chris Bosh

then you spit like a dip cup
You spend your time talking shit, I’ll backhand you with my dick girl I’m pissed off
It’s fat like rick ross, it is real