shot on the porch of your fortress Now they see it was no one from Port City I run in here and Rick Ross is boss shit 'Cause we takin' over, one city
cautious Might get *** on the porch of your fortress Now they see it was no one from Port City I run here, Rick Ross is boss *** 'Cause we takin' over
keys and it sound like Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money Just a bittersweet symphony (Rick Ross
of violence This goes deeper than rap shit He's worth eight figures So young niggaz, boss up I present to you, Rick Ross, the boss I got a letter from
mean nigga Youse a friend nigga Ol' pretend nigga Smile and grin nigga I hate a false niggas Diana Ross nigga So if ya lost nigga Meet tha boss
kind of hustle Grind like a mothafucka slipin im a touch ya Ima tell you once bitch, your fuckin with the boss Show love to my nigga Petey Pete and Rick Ross
choke from the gun smoke, thats on the boss man my nina ross can, place gang bangas in to a punk thang,this is renegades rick not really paid, gave cash
gon' make a nigga fall in love She rockin' that shit like The way you rockin' that up in this club There's nothing I can say She rockin' that shit like.. [Rick Ross
out the ? my place spacious, smoking aces in Lagos Feds get involved, I'm slipping off in the synagogue issue you your warrant, informant, bitch I've been a boss
[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
3 passports, 3 first class tickets to the money straight flights [Rick Ross] I live by the cold war drove from round the globe all I need is a kilo,
t you shoot? (I'm so boss) The Game stop with these bad rhymes Look at the light! Don't step out of line Mo'fucker, is you Rick Ross If I were 50 had
[Rick Ross] Yeah, Boss Bouncing in my Chevrolet Reminiscence on the past Everything ain't adding up Had to stop and do the math Yeah, It's large,
out the jars Rick Ross, I'm the best in the flesh Gettin' blessed, on a jet is a way to reflect Hard work pays off, I'm a boss, you can tell By the
birds, three nights can make a hundred thousand stacks And man they got it on camera The FEDS been watchin' since your boy touched Atlanta [Verse 4 - Rick Ross
let the killas in blue start me Wake up again I'm a DJ Clue party With Diddy and Jim Jones, Juele and Rick Ross, Cat Fay, Trey Songz and Drake this is boss
women Just wanna get em drunk, shut em up then get up in em She tipsy off six shots, shes feelin my rick ross She wanna lick a rapper, One wit a big boss
a nigga fall in love She rockin' that shit like The way you rockin' that up in this club There's nothing I can say [x2] She rockin' that shit like [Rick Ross