I got a feelin' nigga rillin' and my money be the root Look up at da stars she like, honey where the roof? Pull up, hear the dogs, canaries dey go on
I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover Whippin' work, hallelujah One nation under God Real niggas getting money from the fucking start I think I'm Big Meech
I think I'm Big Meech (uh) Larry Hoover, Whippin work, Hallelujah One nation, under God, real niggaz getting money from the fucking start I think I'm
my black man ride Making white man money Supplying all the fiends yeah I guess you say I'm living out the black mans dream [repeated] [Rick Ross] Punish
Hiding, Never Letting It Show Always Trying To Keep It Under Control You Got It Down And Your Well On Your Way To The Top (TRILLLLLAAAAAAAAAA????..ROSS) But theres something you forgot (ross
these ho's Rare bottoms by the barrel Pop the Giuseppe tags like it's American Apparel 20,000 up in Barneys, haters'll never harm me Rick Owens on me
Convict Up Front, yeah Convikt Muzik Ross, Triple C's If you ever cross that line I guarantee you there'll be nothin' to save ya I got a whole bunch
Ricky Ross, with something special right here Excuse the marijuana, just trying to drug myself We got some gangstas in the house too Come on I got a
Justice League It's Da Boss, it gets no better than this Maybach music Swimmin' in women, champagne sippin' Gold emblem with two M's in it This living
(Intro) Remix! (Rick Ross) Remix! (Rick Ross) Remix! (Rick Ross) Chevy Ridin High Boy (Yo Gotti) Its Rickey Ross (Rick Ross) Mon E. G. (Mon E. G.) Its
raw she gon wipe me down, I'm gon brush her off I'm way harder than the concrete I say what my mind speak word to the homies Ross I can get that 9 Piece
[Rick Ross] Hustle out of necessity, father never corrected me Streets showed me no sympathy, Audemar my accessory, huh Never accurate, I'm aiming at
[Rick Ross] We them niggas at the park, we just wanna ball Sellin dope, we get a car and don't know what its called Nniggas foul, but the referees dont
can say I'm on some new shit I be number 1 and you niggas can get the dueces, Maybach music play it in the coupes, Rick Rozay and Trey so stupid tryna
You know gettin money, becomin a young millionaire; You could lose sight of the things that's important to you. OLYMPICKS I'd never trade my old girl
Maybach music I'm not a star, somebody lied, I got a pistol in the car, a 45 If I'd die today, remember me like John Lennon Bury the Louis, I'm talkin
Ross, la la, Ross, la la, Ross, la la Do whatcha like Ross, la la, Ross, la la, Ross, la la Do whatcha like That's all Ross, them boys runnin' in the
of that rosey, pass me some mo' I got mo' cars, mo' clothes Mo' money means more dough to blow Mo' bottles, there's more dough to blow Rick Ross got