, Rick Ross Let's go, Daddy Rick Rizzle, M I Yayo Jazze Phizzle, M I Yayo Jazze Phizzle, M I Yayo Rick Rizzle Candy all in the paint, rims deep in the
fangaz no i spit club bangaz I clap ya gang bangaz I do it for the big boss as Rick Ross as Young Jeezyz get it for you hard white or green peazys Im
He's Not Gonna Make It Like His Plane Got Delayed I'm Talkin' To The Real If You Fake, Then Get Lost Them Block Muscle-Men Hustlin' Like Rick Ross Real
Um ita??s like a yeah buddy Ia??m rolling like a boss rims chunky on that whip I nick name Rick Ross um is that tima??s dude are they rims huge they think
what you wanna do tonight? you wanna get me in tha mood tonight? lick me down low do what you like just make sure i get my NUT tonight. Rick Ross part
we do it for the fans To ball like Wall boy you gotta' do the dance Everybody do the John Wall John Wall John Wall John Wall John Wall John Wall John Wall John
(feat. Birdman, Rick Ross & T-Pain) [Chorus - T-Pain - 2X] Yeah (I got the shoes wit' the matchin' fit check) Yeah (I got them jewels lookin' phat around
't ever live as long as me End of the bullet where the karma be Why you wanna try to come talk to me Try to ask me if Rick Ross still a G Journalists
(feat. Nas, Jadakiss, Rick Ross & Kain) [Intro: Amerie] Why R U the one? [Nas (Sample courtesy of "One Love" by Whodini):] I need the mics to sound
(feat. Rick Ross & T-Pain) [Chorus x2: T-Pain] Yeah (I got the shoes wit' the matchin' fit check) Yeah (I got them jewels lookin' phat around my neck
(feat. Dorrough) Um it's like a yeah buddy I'm rolling like a boss rims chunky on that whip I nick name Rick Ross Um is that tim's dude are they rims
I'mma do Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard [Rick Ross
time I'm talkin bank roll my money my money my money... [Adlibs: Rick Ross] Ace I see you nigga Trilla You m o b now nigga You untouchable [Verse: Rick Ross
fed up, it's why I'm acting like the ol' me [Chorus] [Verse 2: Rick Ross] I'm sick and tired of you suckahs so now I'm fed up (Ross) Somebody catch
(feat. Trick Daddy, Rick Ross & others) [DJ Khaled:] Diaz Brothers DJ Khaled I rep my city Dade County, let's go! [Trick Daddy:] Dade County stand
Chorus] [Verse 3:] I'm live, like a superbowl kickoff My swag got a lotta niggas pissed off Yuh, paint shine like lip gloss Cadillac gotta wide body like rick ross
gay Yeah, you gay. You fuckin faggot And I'm adverse with 30 rhymes I let them have it Battlefield with fast cash, you never grab it I post up with big blunts & Maserati Rick Ross