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Aye aye
Yup yup 
Drip drop big rocks I want a Rollie no tick tock (Yea)
Thick thot big glock choppa as heavy as Rick Ross (Whoo)
I’ma just hit then

Now I run the streets (Ross)
They all mine (Ross)
Twelve years over due
Call it two time
I told you never roll on the soul of a soldier
You never

Rich Off Cocaine

Rick Ross

Deeper Than Rap [Deluxe Edition CD/DVD]

2009

can't slow it down
Because I'm sitting on top of the world and I'm not comin' down

[Rick Ross:]
Burnin' butter got it smellin' like it's butterscotch

Im fresher than mannequins
Posted at Ross
My pockets be fat like the old Rick Ross
He made a decision with no coin Toss
You kill one of mine, then we

jumping like Jordan
I can't swim but I'm throwing pool parties
Got a bitch over there, and a bitch over there
A young nigga starting to feel cornered
My LA

a truce But 
Doe over hoes 
Nothing new
If u play the rules 
We cool 

Old money washed up 
Rinse off 
New money boss up 
Rick Ross 
Flo seats court side

the carnage
I'm getting straight to the green, you know how it is, it's nothing you can do about it
I'm one of the realest, I'm capable of many things
And I

they focused on the shine, while I stood and waited
Now I'm hoggin the shine & I'm emancipated

I keep on getting better by the day
I'm working gotta

a deuce up in a Fanta I don’t think I ever cough,
1200 for a zip or that raw of that cough,
280 pounds no Rick Ross but I’m a boss,
So what it do, I done

Gold

Ryan Lewis

The Heist

2012

there when you're gone
Now I'll tip over that kiosk in the mall
As the sunset falls into tomorrow

Today we're feeling like gold, five hundred thousand

of them niggas is finna get whacked
I sip Wock', I don't sip 'gnac
Paranoid in the car, can't sit back

I do more Percs than Lil Gotit
Ask about Pap'
They

Cash Flow

T-Pain

Purple Codeine, Vol. 16

2008

bankroll

(Chorus)

(Rick Ross)
Ace I see you nigga
Trilla
You m o b now nigga
You untouchable

(Rick Ross)
Big money in the dope hole
See

the head, man it's nothing
And these niggas know I got it
And ye I got the buzzing
About my budget and if you play with me
There's no discussion my mama name

Out Here Grinding

Lil' Boosie

The History of Boosie

2012

'm out here grindin')
I ain't slept in 8 days
I can go for 8 weeks
Ain't nothing to me cause I am the streets.

[Rick Ross:]
Put my life on the line

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

at me go
Now that I know

I guess I'm kinda scared
Wanna make some changes, I'm like Rick Ross eatin' pears
Can't take time for granted, stayin' present

fatter
Yeah they fatter than Rick Ross
And I swipe, swipe, swipe
Could give a fuck about the cost
Look alive
I push that foot to drive
I'm vrooming past

I said bitch, it's a flute, not a dick
Don't suck it
I been hot, hot, it's a hot boy summer
Big boss, Rick Ross, I'm a big dog stunner
Tik-tok, wrist

the sauce
I tell the truth yall lil niggas be false
Hoes on me and I can't get them off
In a wide body thought the shit Rick Ross
Blowing loud think it's

sore
And my T-shirt's wet full of sweat
To get here I broke laws
120 on the clock like "Oh lord!"
Sticks on the waist incase
There's any road wars now

back like Rick Ross
That's how i feel everyday
I can't stop i won't stop
Like Diddy back in 96
I'm giving more life to Hip-Hop
I will make sure to keep

Reppin My City

Triple C

Trilla [iTunes Bonus Track]

2008

reppin' my city
I be reppin' my city, no one can do it better

[Rick Ross:]
Let the top back on the Chevy
Then I crank up the boom
Smellin' Issey

'ma come clean, I'm capping
I woulda bought me a crib, a dumb stupid silly one at that
So I could show Rick Ross he ain't the only one with money
And he

gotta floss, hey
Dabbing on 'em with the sauce, huh
Feeling like a young boss, huh
Feeling like I'm Rick Ross, huh
Hundred dollars in the city man