If They Knew (Feat. K. Michelle) Rick Ross

I gotta deal with it This is so all bad, this is so all bad Got me messin' 'round with you You got me messin' 'round with you Out here messin' 'round with you What you gon' say What you gon' do Baby if

Boss (Feat. Dre) Rick Ross

They call me the boss, I be calling the shots It's Ricky Ross, that boy be ballin a lot That boy be ridin' big, that boy be ridin' rim's Not the flats but the fish 'cause they just swim New York to the

Luxury Tax (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Lil Wayne, Young Jeezy, Trick Daddy) Rick Ross

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Big money in this bitch if you didn't knew. Big business minus the business suit. Even I look in the mirror like is it you, And I say I must be the hottest if it isnt you.

No Games (Feat. Future) Rick Ross

Can\'t play no games with these niggas Can\'t play no games with these niggas they\'re so fake and they phony Can\'t play no games with these bitches they treat me like I\'m Tony Can\'t play no

Elvis Presley Blvd. (Feat. Project Pat) Rick Ross

baking soda, don't hate on me You know where I'm at though I'm riding down Elvis Presley BLVD I'm riding down Elvis Presley BLVD Got the dog food, the soft nigga and the hard You can tell them crackers they

Bury Me A G (Feat. T.I.) Rick Ross

[Intro: Rick Ross] They told me its never too late for prayer Well Lord!

Cross That Line (Feat. Akon) Rick Ross

Convikt Muzik [Rick Ross talking (Akon)] Ross..

Brimstone (Feat. Big K.R.I.T.) Rick Ross

Hey dog, we always been self made men you feel me So you know what I'm sayin', Ross could stand on his own you feel me So just keep goin' dog hit that billionaire status And you know when I get there dog

Phone Tap Rick Ross

I think a nigga phone tapped Wanna give me time for my old raps Indict me for my own raps I think a nigga phone tapped I think a nigga phone tapped If you callin' me, I think your phone tapped My phone

Billionaire (Album Version (Explicit)) Rick Ross

Yeah, let me fuck with 'em right now Niggas want to kidnap, leave me in the trunk Walk away with big stacks They jealous of the fortune Glitz and the fame, my cocaine mortgage In the game like Tony

Why (Feat. Rick Ross) Mary J. Blige

Can’t we get it right No matter how hard we try Can’t we turn love around We build it up to break it down If you knew the way I feel You would know that this love is real But live in heaven, go to

Everyday (Feat. Rick Ross) Meek Mill

I got these niggas hatin' on me But I don't give a fuck, because they bitches waiting on me I'm just counting all this money, and buying all these hammers So when these niggas play, I let my shooters go

Here I Am (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Nelly, Avery Storm) Rick Ross

"Here I Am" (feat.

Street Life (Feat. Lloyd) Rick Ross

[Chorus: Lloyd] Ain't nothin' but the street life That's money cars and hoes It's the only life I chose Street life , nothin' but the street life They love they way I shine This world is mine, all mine

Movin' Bass (Feat. JAY Z) Rick Ross

Ross is a real boss, cause real bosses don't go to jail feel what I'm saying So that's what I want y'all to know, you know what I mean As far as like his thinking patterns you know what I mean You know

Bugatti (Feat. Future & Rick Ross) Ace Hood

We the motherfucking best nigga Ace Hood It\'s Over Future I come looking for you with Haitians I stay smoking on good Jamaican I fuck bitches from different races you get money they started hating

Millions (Feat. Rick Ross) Pusha T

made a killin' Hidin' choppas in the closet, half a million in the ceiling And them hoes with angel faces, cryin' loud with ill intentions Just so I can buy them Christians, have 'em shittin' on all they

Pots and Pans (Feat. J Rock) Rick Ross

It's what I'm talkin' 'bout right here, Ross This make it worthwhile and we *** Triple see's All I need is bakin' soda, some pots and pans Little ice, I do what I can Chick at home sayin' I'm no good *

Get Away (Feat. Mario Winans) Rick Ross

Sometimes I rhyme slow Sometime I rhyme quick Sometime I buy blow,so I supply bricks Motherfuckers looking at me sideways But can they tell that I'm getting money fly ways, lot of leatherwood, and they

It's My Time (Feat. Lyfe Jennings) Rick Ross

[Intro: Lyfe Jennings] (Rick Ross talking) It's my time (Rick Ross) It's my time (Finna' lay back on this shit man) (Dade County dope boy) [Verse 1] I'm not a slim thug, I'm a fat mack I don't give a fuck

Super High (Feat. Ne-Yo) Rick Ross

Uh....uh....uh [Verse 1: Rick Ross] From my nigga Diddy view, I think I see his vision too Purple Rain, over Central Park, chillin\' with my goons Big Pop\'s & Sade\'s, Cirocs & Chardonnay My Cassie

I'm A G (Feat. Lil Wayne, Brisco) Rick Ross

[Chorus] Uh, I wear the gun like a gurtle Bullet proof car got me feelin' like a turtle Shit, these niggas ain't satisfied until they get murdered u heard me Yeah and I'ma G you don't know a motherfuckin

Speedin' (Feat. R. Kelly) Rick Ross

ghosts, See the west coast close and up in the Montrose, Big money boss major American Idol, I got fans like Fantasia, Read between the lines or yo' ass like Fantasia, Get hit between the eyes he died they

Insomniak (Feat. Rick Ross) Mac Miller

see how loud you scream AHHH I'm off the map, mothafuckas start lookin' But they're never gonna see where I be She only speak French Said Bitch look, don't try and speak around me I don't sleep at all If

Movin` Bass (Feat. JAY Z) (GTA Remix) Rick Ross

still movin\' And we still movin\' bass Fallin\' from the sky the money bad the bigger Angels tatted all on me pray for a lord sinner Rolls Royce Corniche sweepin\' me off my feet New bitches they

Movin' Bass (GTA Remix) (Feat. JAY Z) Rick Ross

' And we still movin' And we still movin' bass Fallin' from the sky the money bad the bigger Angels tatted all on me pray for a lord sinner Rolls Royce Corniche sweepin' me off my feet New bitches they

Self Made (Feat. Trina) K. Michelle

you checking for I'm not impressed 'cause I know what I'm worth More than a stare or a flash of your keys Best believe I can do my own thing Solo in the whip see me drop to coupon it Ask about me they

Champion (Feat. Jazmine Sullivan & Rick Ross) Ace Hood

why they can't tell me nothing (oh nothing) They can't tell me nothing (oh nothing) Let me see your hands up if you a champion Ace: Coming up I use to watch tv Look up at the screen Then look at my mama

Accident Murderers (Feat. Rick Ross) Nas

never had no probs Somehow they rubbed each other wrong like a bad massage These two different personalities had to collide Niggas could not aim and innocent niggas died You ask why cause of a Accident

She On My Dick (Remix) (Feat. Meek Mill, Young Dolph & Bruno Mali) Rick Ross

, gave him back his life He got it wrong if he think I'ma fight him War cries on all on my lil' homies homicidal 300 soldiers like I'm Leonidas I flips them yams and gave my man a Merci We pop them bottles

Champagne Moments Rick Ross

Maybach Music Fish tanks and marble floors, livin' big and bad Niggas laugh until they hit with my official jab Crack smoke is the exhaust from my pen and pad Ghostwriters, they get to floss what you could've

Here I Am (Feat. Nelly, Avery Storm) Rick Ross

said it he was talking a lot at first but ou can see that dead it you can see i aint sweat it hell ill even call him my self and tell him i dead it naw please don't confuse me miss im tryina see if

Build a Man Intro / Build a Man K. Michelle

do is what they mean Oh Oh If I could give him a heart that Only beats me beats me Always follow me Oh Oh give me him a set of eyes that Only look at me Only look at me If only I could build me a man He'd

Touch'N You (Feat. Usher) (Album Ver.) (Explicit) Rick Ross

Touch’n you Touch’n you Ross eh what’s the problem with these rappers They don’t know how to play it cool you know I mean there's a time and place for everything Been thinking bout you all day Right now

Touch'N You (Feat. Usher) Rick Ross

you know Mean it’s a time and place for everything Been thinking bout you all day Right now is about that time Let me show you something baby You say it’s on seeing is believing Turn the lights on Rick

Where My Money (I Need That) Rick Ross

You don't wanna be the one I blast (Ross) [Repeat: x4] Where my money?

Mars (Feat. Rick Ross) Jay Sean

come down Let me take you to Mars girl We'll make love on a star girl She's such a centerfold you other chicks just run along She shoot on crys yo Loubuittons she will put it on No logos on the bag if

I'm Bad Rick Ross

I'ma knock his ass down if its own his mind. Tell the truth that nigga be ripping ain't it man, Just got a Benz and I got my shit painted man. [Chorus] B for the bullets in niggas who gotta die.

It Ain't A Problem (Feat. Carol City Cartel) Rick Ross

And when they ask what year I tell 'em two thousand two million A rider without a motor, you got it right I'm a solider Long as it's loaded I'ma tote it I told ya - flow so cold, below frozen Like ice

Push It Rick Ross

he pushing the lie (lie) He pushin for Ross (Ross) I waited and waited (waited) I dun ran outta patience (patience) They hated and hated Left em slow dancing and singing (push it to the limit) Fresh in

You The Boss (Explicit Version) (Feat. Nicki Minaj) Rick Ross

[Rick Ross - Intro] In a world of so many, baby girl, you are that one I deserve that, I deserve you [Nicki Minaj - Hook] I’ll do anything that you say Anything cause you the boss You the boss, you

Money Make Me Come (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. EbonyLove) Rick Ross

[Intro - EbonyLove] This for the trill bitches Fuck a nigga, money make me cum Boss you better tell 'em [Verse 1 - Rick Ross] I needs a real bitch 365 Let her count the cheese let her see the pies

Red Bottom Boss (Feat. Rick Ross) The Game

cedes Benz or that bubble double R Headlights flicking, looking like a falling star It's that red bottom boss, nigga Burgundy Bentley truck, who give a fuck what it cost nigga That V12 start up like Ross

You The Boss (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Nicki Minaj) Rick Ross

streets is lovin it All this paper comin And my baby touchin it I pinned her to the wall You know this boy be bustin it Fur coast in the winter Look like a polar bear Stuntin in the snow These haters they

The Boss (Feat. T-Pain) Rick Ross

I made a couple million dollars last year dealin weight Still in da streets strapped with them thangs She in love with a G so she tatted my name {ROSS} I'm the biggest boss that ya seen thus far Ten

Reppin My City (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Triple C, Brisco) Rick Ross

I be reppin my city I be grippin dem cities I be flippin dem pennies Turn em to good and plenty I be strokin that pussy I be smokin that kushie I be flippin dem flounders They be huntin my bounty

I'm Not A Star Rick Ross

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 all brown linen Make all of my bitches tattoo

Sometimes K. Michelle

I would run down the street bare feet If I could write my destiny I can't except you being over me But when it comes to you I'll believe anything Just like when I believe she was nothing She was something

Trilla Intro (Album Version (Explicit)) Rick Ross

[Intro - Rick Ross] With kush and lean on my breath The big boss Ricky Ross here is Trilla You Know I'm talkin bout [Verse 1 - Rick Ross] Shout out to Gun Play - Shout out to T.O.

Hit U From The Back (Feat. Rodney) Rick Ross

Make Her Cook For Me She Make Me Cook Her Lobster Tails I Make Her Go And Cook A Key Catch A Flight First Class Don P Every Glass Next Year We Private Jets In The Clouds Havin Sex Cum Once Cum Twice Rick