Lyrics:
you
And every time I think that it's over and done
You make me fall back in love
You got me just torn
[Chorus]
Rick Ross
I met her like
chillin like Rick Ross on my throne
Damn leave a message, damn you blowing up my phone
Pretty much yeah, I’m always right, you always wrong
I’m in
to H-Town, Rick Ross, and Maybach
But I got this bitch now cause we go way back
Hey lil mama how you doing, lemme holla at cha
Come here baby girl, lemme
That bitch say I'm hot, hot sauce walk around with them racks in my pants like I'm Rick Ross
And I don't give a fuck what the shit cost and I don't
like I'm MJ
Once a rookie now a vet
Comin fresh up feeling the best
Big boss some finesse
Rick Ross a big step
Standing tall if I said
If you hear it
My shout out goes to my friends my colleagues Ako konvict music Drake T-pain Jay z Beyonce Rick Ross Reanah Davido Wizkid We Talk About money Mk
Bang bang same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
[Slick Rick]
But I'm his Royal Slickness
on and spin it around and round
We're gonna burn this club to the ground
Loco
What'cha gonna do when the club goes lo-o-o-o-o-co
So put your hands up high
the duffel
Fuck em, fuck em, fuck em, fuck em
Gotta keep extra clips when you bumble
When your niggas bitch up, you in trouble
My pockets fat, Rick Ross fat
have no hands or toes by the basketful
But when he do he finna’ eat it by the loads
I’ma eat ‘til I explode, let my stomach be as big as Rick Ross, oh
of 'em tryna steal my underwear (wipe me down)
I like to floss like Rick Ross got a hit called set it off
When I sang it everybody set it off (wipe me
click, click
(Take a picture) click, click
(Check me out!) Yeah, I know what I'm doin'
[Rick Ross]
Started wit' a nick then I seen a hundred bricks
click, click
(Take a picture) click, click
(Check me out!) Yeah, I know what I'm doin'
[Rick Ross]
Started wit' a nick then I seen a hundred bricks
Shining like some lipgloss
Maybach Rick Ross
Heading to the beach with my girl in her flip-flops
She didn't really mess with the rap or the hip-hop
that shit to drop bitch than drop on the cost then
How you think I gained this weight?
By Rick Ross'n
Yo body don’t fit yo face you jigsaw’n
Rick Ross
Flossin' up on the low
While think I'm at home
I be pretendin' that I miss him
When I pick up the phone I be like
Daddy, where you at
When you
yeah, huh
What goes around, comes around
Goes around, goes around, goes around, goes around, ay
What goes around, goes around, goes around, goes
dancin' in place
What goes up must come down
What goes in must come out
You surrounded, dawg, come on look around
I was zen, but no not now
Holy shit
just elevate
Cut a bitch off wit a big saw everyday
Big as Rick Ross when I dick thots every way
Can you believe in me now
Keeping the beat in my mouth
just like Rick Ross
Up on my cheek still got the stain from your lip gloss
People down on me but I know imma go the distance
I see all my haters and they
Then it all sounds like Rick Ross to me
This is the shit I'm supposed to respect?
Fuck that nigga SMD
P A U S to the E
Dunno who you're pretending to be
If it’s not the Ace Hood "Hustle Hard" flow
Then it all sounds like Rick Ross to me
This is the shit I'm supposed to respect?
Fuck that nigga SMD
P
the street gangs is big money
Petty cash to the major
Distributor, empires are built,
Lives killed, for a hundred keys a week,
Ask Mr. Rick Ross
Uzis is
offed
I'm just waiting, know for now I like shit talk
I been around, I'm the big boss
Draco got titties that's rounder than Rick Ross
No criss cross, if
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