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I'm hot as a bitch and I come with the meal, this real sauce
Keep it 100, don't fuck with these fake ass hoes
They envy like Rick Ross
They hatin'

off the backboard
Fuck a Grammy, that is not what I come back for
I came for hip-hop, niggas forgot to lock the back door

Live by the code, die by

bro
Not once, not twice, but thrice
And now she's actin' all nice

Fuck y'all, fuck Jamahl, fuck Tazz, fuck Bitch Sauce
Get lost, built like Rick Ross

they leave in pairs
With a detail, cause you know how them dogs be
Feel they inner Rick Ross and slip em' Bill Cosby's

If you a downer stay the fuck

My Kung Fu

UTD

Urban Thermo-Dynamics

1999

and ma duke
How much I love the both of you
I know all the strain we been through
But it's of no consequence cause we're comin through

[ VERSE 1: Mos Def

Yo niggas is singin and oppin
Lookin for trouble we got it
Y'all don't want problems
All of my niggas is goblins
We gon pullup and just pop em
Smokin

now I'm on some click-clack
Keep your eyes on the cash, gimme that
Where they at, y'all niggaz want it
We right here, let me make myself clear
Nigga we

a cost
I'ma boss  just like Rick Ross They like my music, my shit raw
If we catch you on that spot, we lettin' 50 out the car
Sip Cough Syrup but got no

rick Ross's Neck
Ripping it up and keeping it funky like I'm DAS FEX
I'm flawless? Yes. My flow will devolve your flesh, c'mon

Me and my boy, we've been

Wipe Me Down

Foxx

Survival of the Fittest

2007

open
Niggas flashin' they lil' bread but I'm the nigga they approachin' (wipe me down)
Small niggas tall figures y'all niggas crowd niggas
We gon' get

Threw up pitchforks we all stick together
My criminal underbelly, is big like Rick Ross
I feel like Boosie I'm the man that's the boss uh
Nigga's want

to see
Mind structure say that I'm fire, came with heat

Whatever y'all pussy niggas told me, you could catch
I'm hot, thinkin' bout my brother like damn

that be hot as saunas (Hot as saunas)
She robs, rider like Winona (Rider like Winona)
Jihad way we war, bombin’ on ya (Bomb on ya)
Shoot the house, don’t

We also know you three kings came down here to win championships, not one, championships
LeBron, tell us about that
Wake up in the mornin', blow

Ah
Yeah, let's go, let's go
Black Soprano Family, huh? (The mob, nigga)
We the biggest in this shit (we the biggest)
Me, Rick, Heem, Camino
Ah

Put it in the rave
Bankroll bankroll
Gettin' all the cash
Nigga owes me payback
Rolls Royce Rick Ross Maybech
Get two bitches threesome fuck foreplay

I'm Rick Ross
They used to call me maniac flashed out when I get pissed off
I used to do features for free just cause I'm amazing
But no bap now to hear

Rick Missy's
Everybody in Wu Tang, Tech N9ne, Common and ASAP
Luda, Proof, Jadakiss, Rick Ross speaking of Maybach
Yeah truly underrated when I enter

be lost in space like a wookie
No, we ain't playing hooty
I'm not picky or choosy
I like what I like and there ain't nothing you can do to me
I came

of shit, I'm rapping in a song
I gotta a lot fans, not including ya mom
I'm in tip top condition, I can't be wrong
I'm feeling myself like I'm Rick Ross
I'm

Grrah, grrah look
What's the fuckin' word Set Da Trend?
What we doin'? Elvis
Grrah smoking on all y'all dead niggas
When I catch CJ Goon, it's lit

that fit and it ain't no swag
That shit is just sauce
Flex like Rick Ross flex like the rock
Feeling like bossin round all you niggas
A crowd of you

a piano we play the whites more than we play the blacks 
Enough of that today I came to entertain with bars 
Safe to say I went bananas and my shit still

Long Night

Tech N9ne

Search Party

2017

Into
Into
So tell me what we getting into

Ten o'clock hit the stage
Done at 12 but I'm waiting for Ross Rick to say
When they leaving a telly for