Lyrics:
you
I can’t do anything Lord
Can’t do nothing without you
I cannot do nothing without
Here we go now
Can’t do nothing without you
I cannot do nothing
get lost
Ego is on Rick Ross
She give me a kiss, I'm wiping off her Fenty lip gloss
That's okay though, she do what I say
So, I just put in work, get
the night
Chorus:
Yo Rick whatcha doin?
We're partyin now
Tell me what I'm supposed to do
Put your body in now
Yo before we weren't sure
But we started it
to the radio it's obvious I still kill
Grab ya microphone
Set yo auto tune
And I'm a bust a verse on yo ass like I outta do
[Imitates Imitates E-40:]
Now I
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
.P.
I shop in Ross no Rick I'm still the shit
Here since day 1 with my clique I'm too legit
You move and you can get split like bananas on Sunday
Looks
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
broke
Hoe I take that as an insult
I got three blank credit cards
I'm bout to emboss
How it's looking I'll be rich
Forever like I'm Rick Ross
Caught this
'cause
On the beach just chillin out
Six puerto rican hoochies just me, boosie, and rick ross
Bet a hundred on that Saints game
Kinda pissed off I just
background]
DJ Khaled!
When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5)
Rick Ross!
Pitbull!
The Bottom!
Listen
This what we do for love
You ain't lyin', I
I95 it, more like twelve to twelve
Can't get the thought off (sex)
From off my mental shelf
And I
Come ride with me baby I ride with my crew
I ride with some hittas, I ride with the dudes
And when you try to hold me down know you can’t do that
And now
Stingy like Mr krabs when it
Comes down to my sauce
Got chased by a fat mall cop
He look like Rick Ross
Like I'm hooping with this nigga
Hit him with
Thought you were my dawg but saw the paper, you a snitch
I just want the maybach feel like rick Ross
Let me hit it quick up in my flip flops
Know I get you
homies
All I wanna do is win they talking down on me
Now I'm at the top don't know why niggas doubted me, say
I really feel like we was on our Rick Ross
I'm talkin' to you as a man
How the FUCK is you flossin a Benz?
Listenin' to this nigga Rick Ross dissin' 'em
Jim Jones dissin' Jay
This rap shit
when you did it
It was nothing
When I did it
It was something
No that shit was everything
Treat me like Rick Ross
Trying to cris cross
On some dental
at ya cause for now i'm tired
Aiyo Banks hand me one of
Them cigars right there man
You ain't got to say nothing right now
Chill out I got this
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
to pass
(Though a host should encamp against me, my heart shall not fear)
And since I can't do shit else, I'mma say a prayer (Amen)
(Though war should
like exhaust
I'm on my grind tony hawk
pockets fat but no rick Ross
But I can never love no thot
I can never love no thot
I can't love no thot no more
bars, make rick ross at wing stop look small,
I can’t lie, i‘m big fly, like Mcfly with Doc, i
I been through, some shit you’d, not get past the start,
that's an old school muscle thing
Remind me of them ole days, back when I had to grind mane
Came up from nothing to something, now I'm Buckhead balling
close his eyes as it rock em' bye
I clown, no make up bitch I'm it
No maybe's, coulda's, can't, or ifs,
I live, laugh, never cry, always do, I never try
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