off ya clothes and just lay back all you got to do is just lay back wouldd you do this for me baby just lay back lay back(Boss)lalalalaaa [Rick Ross:]
, la Just take off your clothes and just lay back All you gotta do is just lay back Would you do this for me, baby? Just lay back, lay back (Boss) La
off ya clothes and just lay back all you got to do is just lay back wouldd you do this for me baby just lay back lay back(Boss)lalalalaaa [Rick Ross
Tradução: Rick Ross. Se echó hacia atrás.
: (feat. Rick Ross) [Verse 1: Rick Ross] AK's, Calico's, to 45's I abide by the rules, what I gotta buy Can let it by, too many niggas gotta die Once
: (feat. Ebonylove) [Girl: Talkin] Dis for the trill bitches fuck a nigga money make me come Boss u betta tell em [Rick Ross:] I need a real bitch
assassinate, And I feel like MLK Yeah... I have a dream to be your worst nightmare, And now meet the boss of the cartel. [Verse 2: Rick Ross] I'm a seven
: (feat. Lyfe Jennings) [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
hustlin) like Rick Ross, HA~!) HAHAHAHA (I'm so clean, I like to make my shoulder lean) (Like Young Dro, my Rover lookin like po'k & beans) Wow (I'll lay
positions [Meek Mill] Ross can be the quarter back, I'ma run his quarter back Feds try to intercept a n-gger like a quarter back Make a n-gger pay a
ooh aahs then I gotta catch my plane Say ya miss me and ya wishing for some private time Girl how could we get that way? [Rick Ross - Verse 3] Got on
m hustlin? like Rick Ross, ha I'm so clean, I like to make my shoulder lean Like Young Dro, my Rover lookin? like po'k & beans, wow I'll lay you down, lay
it back home to you Because I ride, or die, girl we going to be good And if you ride, or die, we going to make it out this hood [Verse 2 - Rick Ross]
someone assassinate, And I feel like MLK Yeah... I have a dream to be your worst nightmare, And now meet the boss of the cartel. [Verse 2: Rick Ross
been sipping drank by the pint since way back We been candy paint on them 4s since they made that Hop up in my fly ride watch the top lay back Rather
It's my time, Rick Ross It's my time (Finna' lay back on this *** man) (Dade County dope boy) I'm not a slim thug, I'm a fat mack I don't give a f***,
