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(what to say)

Hey Hey Hey
When the rain falls down
And there's no one by my side
Only my Lord to get me through them nights
Hey Hey Hey
When the rain

the fucking line
Yuh, still alive, yeah we getting by
Not just that we fucking thrive
Come and try us, imagine what all that cash could buy us
I might have

That's Right

Three 6 Mafia

Last 2 Walk [Deluxe Edition CD/DVD]

2008

the closer

Tell me what these haters say and tell me what these haters talk
I reside in mansions, they don't, it ain't my fault
Half of the shit I do, I

on when
I get it i can't go off
Tell your girl come with me that
Thang prolly never go soft
She know how i do my thing she
Know how i get the dough
And she

could you would get rid of me
What you gonna do when a nigga got to go hard?
But I won't let you get to me,
You should already figure I'mma go hard
If you

Cartier frames with the Gucci flip flops (sho')
Blowin' money fast, man, I'ma be Rick Ross (Hitmaka)

Uh, tell these hoes to kick rocks
Bitch

in bed
With no covers
Such hooligans
Tell me who made these rules up
Such foolishness
Side show
This is Mac Dre
Gettin stupid
Bitch
I just want

a hollow
Men don't steal
Hey most don't borrow
And if you smoke crack
Slick Rick
That's the motto
All I need is one mic
Yeah the custom model
If she ask just

like Rick Ross
What's they first move when they see us at the door
That's what it is boy that's how we do it
Its Lu and Reid fluent in this game, thought

sauce 
Word to Rick Ross
I need a baddie to go with me down the the Wingstop 
Make ya rings pop 
Make that thing drop, make it hot 
Make you wonder how we

heart back where it used to lie

I'm a fraud to the game, call me Mike fucking Ross

Snatched outta golf by a nigga wearing Golf 

Now I wreck it Ralph,

niggas at the port like Rick Ross
If she dont see that I'm important she can get lost
Niggas tryna add us up by what we bought
Niggas tryna do the math

months to respond back
Nigga you ain't ready for combat
Your rhymes wack
Yea, I'm prolly on the molly and some Cognac
But I'mma make Rick Ross
Rip up your

those prods and hustle my bricks

[Rick Ross]
Brick in my jeans
Two bricks for the ring
Three bricks for the beamer
Four ounce promethazine
Bitch I

those prods and hustle my bricks

[Rick Ross]
Brick in my jeans
Two bricks for the ring
Three bricks for the beamer
Four ounce promethazine
Bitch I

Show me what you can do” I said lemme stop, cause

I’m Back
You can sleep again,
You gon tell your friends,
It wasn’t the end
Got black,
Versace in my

Get Away

Jay-El

Be About Yours

2003

Sometimes I rhyme slow
Sometime I rhyme quick
Sometime I buy blow,so I supply bricks
Motherfuckers looking at me sideways
But can they tell that

This melody talking to me
I'm feeling the kick, getting the groove
The problem with me
I don't know what I want I just be in some moods
Leave me

barely know my name
What I'm tryna tell you is I ain't gotta tell you a fuckin' thing
I'ma show so you know
Niggas either do or they don't
And bein'

I Am Your Leader

Cam'ron

Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded

2012

the queen will still reign here,
I'm Santa Clause to these hoes without a reindeer
Saint Nick, Ross, hey Rick, I just got a toy, cost 850
Now I'm in

get hit by the door
Up on your way out, I told you stay out, before you get lost
I used to dream I'm in RR's, no Rick Ross
You motherfuckers had me

even the trust nigga my daddy told me too
You can lay in yo bed scared of what them Nappy Boys would do
I was planning taking a break
But you niggas done

off
With the sauce Bob Ross used to draw glocks
Now I draw art like Basquiat off tops 
Y’all lost....

Muhammad Ali tell me who the greatest
I'm a Make

kleisz się jak sticky, sticky
Jestem bossem tak jak Rick Ross albo Niki Niki
Slicky bitches chcą być blisko, każda na coś liczy
Ze mną moje MILFy (haha)