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where i sleep, now give me my key

[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with

Either way son you're gunna get run
Your face is my wristwatch
Your girl watch my tiktoks
I'm big boss
You kick rocks
I'm Rick Ross
You Rick Rocked
Get

know I got more M's than a real Slim Shady video
(I'm the real Shady)
Big Boss, less Rick Ross, more like a wavy Hideo
Kojima, they tote steamers

Night Riders

Slick Rick

Make the Music 2000

1999

know how we gon' do this 
Wait right here, I'll be right back 
(Michael's callin, I have to go) 
(Callin the Rick,I have to go) 

Rap battle one

lookin at me like I'm cake, enticing
I really clocked back I don't tik tok that
Hop on that lemon pepper freestyle and Rick Ross that
Talk back to those

Brown Paper Bag

Fat Joe

We the Best [Clean]

2007

start him?
Now they can't park him
I go into the booth and just change like Clark Kent
Lamborghini dark tint
Philly blunts cigar scent
I'm by myself

foolishness, haha! I made it far without a father
If I don't believe in yours, there's no need to be a martyr
Since Rick Ross is popping mollies in a drink
I

Ready for war, been there before, now it's time to even the score
You shoulda killed me

[Rick Ross]
Why ya hatin on me cause I'm elevatin homie
Every day

Yeah
(Go)
Go saint 
(Go) 
Yeah 
What a feeling
(Let's get it) 

Do you see me 
(Do you see me)
Young nigga ball like Rick Ross 
(Ball)
Dance

It's My Time

Lyfe Jennings

Port of Miami

2006

It's my time (Rick Ross)
It's my time (Finna' lay back on this shit man)
(Dade County dope boy)

I'm not a slim thug, I'm a fat mack
I don't

I Gotta

Trina

The Glamorest Life

2005

Trina, Rick Ross, Hot Box..

I got a, fat pussy for a cocksucker
I got a, hideout for a cop ducker
I got a, condo for a baller nigga
I got a,

of me for everything I done did
It's safe to say that I'm a boss even though Im a kid
Pockets fat like Rick Ross but I'm physically fit
I've been through

stomach call it Rick Ross food
Rick Ross genes every beat I'm ripping
Hit my lowest but I'm making the best out it Peter griffin
She make a D work she

I can't say that some things don't change Pray for the sun, now I'm tired of sinner
rain Tape on the scene, blood spilled, you see the
stains Takin'

crazy if you let her
Bro popped a perk now he feel better
Feel real better when i get real cheddar
The btc get wetter you just can't get her there
I get

That Good

Wiz Khalifa

Dreams

2012

used to stall 'em
Now I with the boss dogg, all the bad hoes want him
And my pockets on swole, I'm talking Rick Ross big
And now when we shop we don't

them on Rick Ross

I'm more than a rapper, I'm more like a mogul
Only 15 and I'm killing it solo
The way that she ride it, you'd think she do BMX
Go up

to intervene like ShamWow, Life wasn't right, put the mic down,
I had to pick it up what I write down, There's never nothing real in my life now

And I had

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

someone please tell me how
Can't believe I'm in love with a bad guy
Take her shoppin' now n' then and drop a grand or two
Maybe fine dine her, whatever I

to win it?
"Yes, I'm in Manhattan and I'll be there in a minute'
"And oh, by the way, I re-listened to your hit"
"Hey Rick", what's the scoop?
 "Oh

Ride [Remix]

Juelz Santana

Gutta

2008

a rap, 
I have multiple showing, she one in a milli,
Now its colorful stones, cause there's ice in my phillies,

[Juelz Santana]
Sorry, I gotta go I

jealousy where, we do not compare
Let me go brush my 50 inch hair
Fatass rick ross, you do not eat your pears
But if I'm on the mic, I do eat my peers
Cunty,