[Intro]

Boss

Four-five off in the ride

Fo' blunts for me to get high

Trilla funk when I ride by

Who the fuck told you I'm finished?

Ricky Ross is strictly business

I got so many bitches

My rims so many inches

I got so many haters

but got so many bullets (holla)

Bitches it's the boss

who reps it to the fullest

M.I., llello, money out the asssssss

Yeah we touchin llello so it's funny that you ask

Whippin hard got me in them different cars

Different girls, same time, call it a menage

It's no co-sign, C-note is trill

Robbers won't rob, they know it's real

They know the deal, they know I deal

They know I have, they know I will

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I'm talkin money, cars, clothes - can you dig it?

And you said you want it hood, let me show you how we get it

Where the bitches gettin love too, hustlers gettin love too

Start huggin, mad Southern gangsters gettin love too

What you ain't heard that we does - gettin love too

Seven-trey bird, Motor World, gettin love too

Probably send them first to who I serve - gettin love too

Smoke with the boss, Ricky Ross, I gets love too

[Rick Ross]

Big wheels on the shit I drive

Big boys wanna deal with I

New stash, niggaz steal my fire

Big blunts got the Benz on fire

Flip flows like I flip dope

Make a nigga get flat for a C-note

Let your boy get stacks like a Arab

Better get back I'm strapped and I blow like C-4

Llello, pesos, big Frank, caseloads

Dollar bills - count 'em up; baddest bitches - round 'em up

All my cars drippin wet, my squad, they get respect

My two ladies baby gangsters; turn your back they'll slit'cha neck

Take your watch, take your spot

Turn that bitch to a vacant lot

They see that face and rocks

They give me face off top

My face be everywhere, I get them heavy stares

Niggaz never stare, they know I'm never scared

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[Rick Ross]

We came from Section 8, so now my section straight

We startin liftin weights, runnin routes, stretchin bass

My team winners, niggaz didn't know (hoe)

We the Dolphins in '72, a clean blow

I done seen blizzards, I'm chillin when it snow

I'm mean with the digits, I'm illin when it's low

I keep my gloves on, keeps the speed fast

I'm burnin green fast (I need I need cash)

She understand my grind, niggaz know my game

It's the R-O-C, rich off cocaine (boss)

My face be everywhere, I get them them heavy stares

Niggaz never stare, I gotta let you know

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